(feat. Big Gipp (Goodie Mob))

[Juicy J (Big Gipp)]

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Three 6 Mafia (Here it is)
Know what I'm sayin'

Goodie Mob (Triple Six Mafia)
ATL (Big Gipp)
M-town connection (Man)

What you know about that?
(You can't ask fo' no mo')
What you know? What you know?

(I'ma hit ya back)
What you know?


[Chorus: DJ Paul & Big Gipp (together) (2x)]
What you know? What you know?
'Bout the B's, bout that O

'Bout these streets, 'bout this 9
'Bout these ^!$$%z doin' time
What you know? What you know?

Bout the kickin' in the do'
Layin' suckers on the flo'
Gettin' low down with the dope


[Lord Infamous]
In Memphis, I'm a felonist, don't $#&@ with ghetto presidents

Run up in your residence, gather all the evidence
Murder list is specialist, clickin' on this medicine
Unloadin' a Tec in this, hang you by your neck-a-lace

All in for the blessedness, Lord Infamous reck-a-less
Mobbin', I'm the messiest, best, there is no testin' this
Hellraiser, I'm hookin' 'em, four star chef, I'm cookin' 'em

Like that, now I'm bookin' 'em, slash they eyes out look at 'em

[Crunchy Black]

What you know about killaz, what you know about dealers
What you know about ^!$$%z that live fake, know I'm for real-a
What you know about (*##$es, what you know about clickin'

One in the chamber so ^!$$% now you know I'm out to get ya
What you know about reobbin', what you know about mobbin'
Mobbin' all through the hood ^!$$% doin' my job 'n

I ain't tryin' to be starvin', I'm just leg over barbin'
Poppin' shots at your head, ^!$$% doin' my job 'n


[Chorus: DJ Paul & Big Gipp (together) (2x)]

[Juicy J]

Juciy always be gamin', keep that roast to the flame 'n
Slangin' dope in the Grove, all the way to Black Haven
Call your boy on the cell, if you want somethin', hail

We got prostitutes and whitey-white just tryin' to make mail
Have you been to the North, Memphis where I be stayin'
Where them golds, they be shinin', nothin' but smiles on they faces

Always stumblin', rumblin', keep the freaky hoes comin'
If they wanna suck the dick, we put that nut in they stomach


[DJ Paul]
Ain't no problem that's to big, ^!$$% $#&@ed up 'bout no task
Two of them coloreds with them masks, sawed-off pumps for mega-blast

Forty-thousand, one in the chamber, buck artila for gettin' his own man
^!$$% I'm my own man, never catch me runnin' from no man
It's so strange, the look on you face that does not bring

Or brings it to doors lane, put blood on your close lane
Your eyes be like closin', hoes from head to toes 'n
$#&@ 'round with the chosen, got you stiff like posin'


[Chorus: DJ Paul & Big Gipp (together, Big Gipp sings) (2x)]


[Big Gipp (Juicy J)]
Don't give a $#&@, I'm stayin' slizzard
Tough like chicken gizzards, strickly 'Cardi, wizard

Pill popper, afro, straight blowed
Corner coves, what I'm talkin', what you know
'Bout that girl, 'bout that boy, keep that nose itchin'

Skin scrachin', junkies steady (*##$in'
I can't feel it, ^!$$% please, stop that actin', cough it up
4 for the 5, is what I'm sellin', sawed-off 12 'n started bailin'
Kickin' do's, snatchin' clothes, catchin' hoes, gettin' cases
Sittin' in the country thinkin' about my money on vacation

This for the ones that love the club pop, sip-sip
Gipp dip, In a ho, in the jail, rollin' crip
Keep it crackin', keep it throwed, who shot first, nobody knows
How it goes, what you know, 'bout these streets I'm down fo'
(ATL...)