and gentlemen It's my pleasure to introduce to you He's a friend of mine, yes, yes I am And he goes by the name, Justin All the way from Memphis, Tennessee
I drop new tapes Verse Two: MJG, Too $hort I had to sacrifice, get things right In this rap life, I paid my dues Learn how to crawl, before I walk
one write it down inna da book here Tall finga nail caan cook here Rule numba two Hold on right before yuh put yuh foot here Arm nuh fi smell when yuh walk
s, now 2 ain't impossible, uh You still got it though, yea you still got it though Girl your body lookin like a fuckin' pot of gold You got cha mean lil' walk
is where we post Policeman can't stop us, I think they oughta to stop it I'm talkin in that gheto english, sayin fuck the mobsters Gangsta niggas walk
don't mean spend cheese fa tha baby (Bwok bwok) on a stalk stalk for a bootleg (Bwok bwok) pretty walk walk givin out head Ain't a thang eat a chicken
is where we post Policeman can't stop this, I think they ought to stop it I'm talking in that ghetto English, saying, fucking bastards Gangsta, niggas walk
(Intro) Ay Nigga.. When You Talkin' Memphis You Talkin' Me.. Nigga I Am Memphis Who The Only Motherfucker With A Half A Million Dollars Worth Of Cars &
trafficing and manufacturin' drugs out She was a little older she was a little bolder Than all my other hoes, she drove a blue Corolla We used to walk
40 dollar jeans, thousand dollar shades Walk up in the club like a KKK parade. DJ scream my name, bitches turn they head. light sign on my section, i
St. Louis later on down the river A freighter said she's been here but she's gone, boy, she's gone I found her trail in Memphis but she just walked up
full of singers But just a few are chosen to tear your heart out when they sing Imagine life without 'em, all your radio heroes Like the outlaw that walks
If that click click quick to trip, bitch it be the tragedy S.P.V. we market thee down for doing what it takes no mistake, cause bitch we walk the thin
Ballin Ballin till we fall, never cauz i standin tall See I'm from that Memphis, Tenn. - chiefin and countin Benjamin's Gangsta Blac and S.P.V., all them thug niggaz down wit me gangstas walkin
way to New Zealand Harlem all the way to Jamaica Run's up in your Bodega Queen's, and to the playa's in all your hustlers in Memphis
Yeah, oh, yeah (All night long) Hey yo, my money ain't never short Ask my hoes, my dick never soft Uh oh, I got a mean bop in my walk And I'm from the
a fuckin' thousand Buck like burkly housin, my glock is so erousin Make you stand a'ten hut the way that bitch be shoutin' Somethin' like a scary movie, nigga but I'm scarier Bury ya, Memphis