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[intro]
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we’re gonna have 7_11_20 kelly, 83 hundred
83_63, 28, vehicle, nine below [?] pull up
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[verse 1: lil yo]
n_o_r_t_h_m_e_m_p_h_i_s
north memphis n_ggas, mane, cliqued up down in ridgecrest
group of them n_ggas them make it out bigger
my name is lil’ yo, and i’m known as a k!ller
they thinkin’ ’bout plannin’, and keep on comparin’
i’m puttin’ them busters straight to the test
them sucker ass n_ggas be talkin’ that sh_t
knowin’ that they can not f_ck with the ‘crest
straight up out the f_ckin’ north, where them n_ggas ride clean
ridgecrest and watkins and brown
sunday night, they at the rink
buckin’ the systеm, breakin’ the law
beatin’ thеm b_tches with no heart
ridgecrest too f_ckin’ thick
watkins whippin’ security guards
beat that n_gga to the floor ’til blood hits the f_ckin’ ground
what’s up to my brother, shawn? kickin’ it on watkins and brown
rizzidin’ in that chevy_thang, trues and vogues, two_tone brown
all my n_ggas in the cl!ck, they be just like actin’ clown
lil’ yo jumped out the green thang, and jumped into the blue junt
windows all fogged up, you know that they been chiefin’ blunts
hookshot is so f_ckin’ clean, diamond pearl, brown top
[chorus: gangsta gold]
we ain’t got no, we ain’t got no
we ain’t got no, we ain’t got no
we ain’t got no, we ain’t got no
we ain’t got no, we ain’t got no
we ain’t got no, we ain’t got no

[verse 2: lil’ yo & gb]
weed has got me cl!ckin’, ’cause the smoke is in my f_ckin’ brain
me, gb, kee_wee be speedin’, cl!ckin’, ’cause we on them thangs
hizzand on my f_ckin’ glock, if you jump your ass got popped
i just want you b_tches to know, i be full of that f_ckin’ dope
sit in that cutlass, spin jack on my trizznack, got my lungs black
take a drink, can barely think, and kick back like a f_ckin’ mack
i be like smokin’ bud, whippin’ n_gg’s with the cl!ck
firin’ up a stick and blaze, smokin’ on a f_ckin’ sack
drink another f_ckin’ beer, firin’ up the f_ckin’ pure
all about that dizzope ’cause i gotta have the smoke
sippin’, ho, yeen know, nickname: lil’ yo
grew up in the ridgecrest, real name: mario
steppin’ on the side a b_tch, all about my business
hizzo, take your time but i know a n_gga full of this
smokin’ on that fire light green, and we got some little funk
you can talk your ass off, i bet you we be smokin’ dank
kickin’ back off in a cut’, you know a player done done his dirt
f_ckin’ with the k!llers out the ‘crest, you get your feelings hurt
yeah, my brother jook is still ridin’ in the green thang
pockets gettin’ fat, can’t you tell? flipped into a ‘lac
watch how quick he chop it up, had that junt so f_ckin’ clean
ridgecrest, and watkins and brown, once again, we comin’ clean
[outro: gangsta gold]
we ain’t got no, we ain’t got no
we ain’t got no

- hypnxtic enxk

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