M.E.M.P.H.I.S. (feat. Hypnotize Camp Posse)

Finally, I got all real **** on a motherfuckin' Posse song

**** that's down to cut some motherfuckin' heads

From hear to ATL to Nashville, back to the M-town ****

And you know what that mean, bitch

Makin' easy money, pimpin' hoes is serious, bitch

Makin' easy money, pimpin' hoes is serious, ****

Call a **** drug dealer out here on the track, ****

Weed smoker, coke snorter, come and get a pack, ****

Cane slinger, bitch banger, dog I'll bring it to ya

If you got a problem with me, holla at my Luger

Dro puffer cheese, come up when we on the track, jack

Hit you in the head with the gat till your skull crack

Blood gushin', head rushin' act first, no discussion

Come with that bullshit then the bullets start bustin'

First crime we came with Mystic Stylez on grime

You slip, I live by my rep, don't fuck with mine

The end the souls of men embedded inside the posse

The prophet, the posse, we all collide

We brutal, the chapter two to end, they phase our mind

In crime reminds crazed in last days

Hypnotize and blazed another gold plate

Sixty-six sixty-one, the smoke clears, evaporate

I got a .357, a Tec with a black clip

A hunnid eighty pounds with a fist that will bust lips

Some killas on my side if I tell 'em they gon' get

A fiend violating the business I ain't with

And now in 2000 you talkin' the same shit

And now in 2000 I'll bust and I won't miss

The smoke is in the air, the liquor is still a fifth

The grill is still gold and the curls they know kick doors

First one of us is done, hollow tips come by the ton

Two AK's and put some drama to leave these **** bodies numb

I don't talk this shit for fun, cock it back and let it go

And six shots from the three six shooters lettin' 'em know, whoa

Picture me naked face to kickin' in your door

Four **** deep, bandanas with black calicos

So when we creep drop 'cause I'ma hit you nine times

Take your nine lives, bump up and hypnotize your mind

You can believe this, you can believe that

And believe I got a baseball bat and I'm bustin' your head black

You believe I'm comin' strong, you believe I'm all grown

You believe that ****, I love to get it on

No half steppin'

I got's the weapon

Boom, boom, I'm blastin' at your mind to get you, believe that

I love to kill, I love the thrill

And I love to put a **** body parts in the field, ****

No no come come and get this bitch, ain't got no time for no shit

Got hope my boys don't make no noise

Just throw that trick in the ditch

It ain't no way La Chat gone let it slide with the shit that you done

I got my piece for what I do to show you fucked with the wrong one

I shot that bitch without conscience, ain't got no love in my heart

It ain't no way that I can't handle, keep that tone in my jaw

This ain't no threat, I speak the truth, gotta come to thick to get me

On one of you hoes before you come La Chat ain't gone easy

Man, a bitch'll take that lil bit out her pussy for them papers

Get the fuck away from me ho because the crew can't stand the vapors

Take her, break her, to whip that funky bitch

Talkin' that shit about this

Man, you'll get ten slugs up in your arm pits

Yeah, we can do it, take your time, do it right

You can gimme the fuckin' chewin', I can fuck you all night

Want to fight about your friends see how them bitches gon' start

See, now that's that type of shit that gets my muh'fuckin' dick hard

Capital mack elevens and load 'em full of ammunition

Terrorist sects, we pull and lock 'em in the Expedition

No set of **** got guns equivalent to what we pack

Nuclear pistols and fire scorching automatic gats

How in the fuck can you handle the busta damager?

Toss that bitch over the banister like trash canisters

Hollow points into your battle troops when I have to shoot

Plus I'll be storin' the cap for you and trick be absolute

I woke up early Saturday morning

Suddenly your phone was ringing off the charger

Thinkin' to myself, man, is it a bitch, or cop, or is it them robbers?

Got MC Mack off in a scheme, I'm staining for my dividends

And pay a livin' no ****

Gon' bother my cheese, gon' reach the ceiling fan

You can catch me in that President thing on gizold when you see me

You can joke me, ever rope me, best believe you'll bleed this evening

Fuck the reason and the treason

Time to get dirty ****, bet I'll pop it

You was gasping for your life but all I heard was Killa Klan Kaze

Bitches think we playin', think this killa shit a joke

Don't fuck around with HCP and get you ass smoked, ho

Comin' with some fully autos, fuck some semis

Hit 'em with some hollow autos 'cause I despise

Blasting like some rondo batay's, for you mai-tais

Coop with double clips and duct tape and we can wizaste

And I prefer it, keep me busy in my free time

Taught 'em in that current unknown, they wanna rewind

Give you second thoughts about that business, you done finished right?

Took it to the vault, cash it in, all night flight

And i'm in a bad mood, cocaine make it that

Plus, I gotta ease on this nine milly willy, ****, I'm staying with that

Bitch ****, it's CP, ****

HCP, Hypnotize Camp Posse, ****

What, what, it's CP, ****

HCP, Hypnotize...