First 48 (feat. Project Pat, Al Kapone, DJ Spanish Fly, 8Ball & MJG)

[DJ Paul talking:]

Yeah yeah yeah it's goin down m- motherfucking motherfucking-town bitch.

The originaters up in this bitch, we got Dj Spanish Fly, Project Pat, Al Kapone, 8Ball & MJG, Three 6 Mafia.

Whats up to sunny d, dj bk, the whole m-town 901 up in this hoe nigga quit playin with yo motherfucking self bitch.

[Chorus: DJ Paul]

I'ma Dedicate This to the real

All these hatin' ass niggaz gettin killed

Fuck a fame put em on the first 48

Fuck a fame put em on the first 48

I'ma Dedicate This to the real

All these hatin' ass niggaz gettin killed

Fuck a fame put em on the first 48

Fuck a fame put em on the first 48

[Verse 1: Project Pat]

Crack kill apple jack but i make a stack

Scream death to a rat

Here clickin with the clack

40 balls bustin at your mom

Nigga will i stomp

Read a magazine till your body drop

Seem angellic pitbulls till a nigga miss

Any one who is near yo bad take a diss

Hood nigga who cares you can die too

Around here with that flossin i'ma try you

[Verse 2: Al Kapone]

Trick i ride for my city I die for my city

Put your m's up high if you niggaz ride wit me

This for my south memphis north memphis

Westwood orange mound blackhave to the bay

Its all about the m-town

Yeah I know you though we would never come together hoe

Its a new day now we on a whole new level hoe

Al Kapone Al Ka B Last of dying breed

This is for my pioneers to the M Memphis, Tennesse

[Verse 3: DJ Spanish Fly]

Dj Spanish Fly man never ever given up

Still doin that same flow that make you wanna get real buck

Get real buck like you havin a heart attack

Drunk up off in the club and you know you not get no stacks

Sweat it out let it out them devils they can't stop you

You be on the grind while them haters be like broke fools

Memphis, Tenn baby and we known for that buck fire

The whole wide world you betetr get some and duck down

[Verse 4: 8Ball]

M-gang nigga thats memphis tennesse

Game Pimpin real big 8Ball MJG the blame

Hip hop boom slang this ain't for the lame

Some like rock n roll pimpen let ya nuts hang

Gangsta walk memphis walk nigga its the same thang

Take it from your og orange mound veteran in the game

We got the power to run thangs and make change

Foward that green change we can reagrange

[Verse 5: MJG]

Get up make the whole city to a sit up

Drop down do push ups till you spit up

Memphis Tenn this is a brand new awakenin

Everything is precisly planned ain't no mistakenin

We done tried to stop nah ain't no way i'm given in

Get buck luxery is what we liven in

MJG pump gas to ya eyes card

I'm a grown ain't no soft i go hard

[Verse 6: Juicy J]

I meet this litte fr-freak from the stre-street

A sexy fine white girl that i ke-ke-keep

She had me up all-ervy night

ATM credit she-she swiped

She dressed in plastic i gotta ha-have it

She say sprung a neighboorhood addict

Ain't no rehab that can stop me

She looked like expresso coffee

When shes in yo system she'll keep you crunk

And make you buck like walk off in the back with guns out

Make em give it up

She keep your heart beat real fast

Down four make her hotta

Every time i see her she with me 40 and my dollar

[Verse 7: DJ Paul]

Yeah Yeah yeah yeah the king of the motherfuckin m-town

See I reck you haters like i reck this cars

Then I Then I trade it in like i trade this broads

Walk up Walk up out the square with nan fucking squire

Lookin lookin like my 4 still shinin like a star

See sucka i'm a vet not a vetenarian

Get rid of your flesh like if i was a vegetarian

Fuck em fuck em feed em bullets

let the ball bat carry em

Till their fuckin fuckin family

Then i'm gonna bury them

I told them i was the king but they didn't wanna believe me

Till the bullets hit em and they started to bleeding

Boy you a lesser not even a guester

When we started leakin up your shirt thats a guesser

You realized that i wasn't playin with your plan

You realized you have the wrong fuckin man

Finally figured out that your on the wrong fucking land

9 to the whole town we ain't playin

[Boogalo (DJ Paul) talking:]

Yeah hoe you know what motherfuckin time it is

Damage sheil oh yeah boogalo in this motherfucka

nigga don't creep we put you motherfucking hoes to sleep.