50 Cent Ft Akon Still Will Kill Don't even look at me wrong when I come through the hood Ain't nothin changed still holla at my homie [Ohhhhhhhhh] And when hit I the block I still will kill. And Don't I want nigga but I will If I got to kill If niggas get to fucking around If niggas get to fucking around
Yeah For the first time, it's going down, history baby New Three 6 Mafia, featuring 8Ball & MJG, Young Buck It's a Tennessee thing I gotta stay fly-y-y-y, y-y, y-y, y 'Til I die-ie-ie-ie, ie-ie, ie-ie, ie I gotta stay fly-y-y-y, y-y, y-y, y 'Til I die-ie-ie-ie, ie-ie, ie-ie, ie I gotta stay fly-y-y-y, y-y, y-y, y 'Til I die-ie-ie-ie, ie-ie, ie-ie, ie I gotta stay fly-y-y-y, y-y, y-y, y 'Til I die-ie-ie-ie, ie-ie, ie-ie, ie They call me the Juice and you know I'ma stunt Riding in the car with some bump in the trunk Tone in my lap and you know it's a pump Breaking down the good green, rolling the blunt Ghetto pimp type, girls say I'm the mayne Ice on the wrist with the ice in the chain Riding through the hood, yeah, I'm gripping the grain And I'm sipping the same while I'm changing the lane Eyes real tight 'cause I'm choking the green Vision messed up 'cause I'm drinking the lean Messing with a D-boy, riding them big toys Make your main gal wanna get on my team She gotta give it up before she get in my car I ain't Denzel, but I know I'm a star 'Cause when I'm in the club, I be back in the fog In the V.I.P. part and be buying the bar (buying the bar) DJ Paul is a dog, one you do not trust You leave your green around me, nigga your green gon' get lit up You leave your drank around me Believe your drank gon' get drunk up You leave your girl around me, if she bad, she gon' get stuck These niggas is spies We live them lives and keep them eyes tight Riding 'round what they like Make a couple nuns a couple of dykes So purple, purple, purple, and swallow it down With the yurple, yurple, yurple, it's going down I gotta stay fly-y-y-y, y-y, y-y, y 'Til I die-ie-ie-ie, ie-ie, ie-ie, ie I gotta stay fly-y-y-y, y-y, y-y, y 'Til I die-ie-ie-ie, ie-ie, ie-ie, ie Puff, puff, pass, nigga roll that blunt Let's get high, nigga, smoke us one Paul pulled out the Phantom, niggas can't stand it But them hoes gon' come out Just really wanna smoke my weed Fuck these hoes and stack my Gs Stop at the light and pause on Three Hit the mall and it be all on me, but Gotta keep one eye up on the po-po Close the window when I roll the indo Know they mad 'cause I'm rolling Benzo This that purple, not pretendo Three 6 Mafia, them my kinfolks So when I'm in Memphis, Tennekee I just might not bring my own 'Cause them niggas there let me smoke for free What's up Mary? How you doing? Mary Jane (stalking me) Since I have met you, girl, you ruled my brain (ruled my brain) You stole my heart (stole my heart) Right from the start (right from the start) So I broke you down, lil' momma put you in the 'gar I gotta stay fly-y-y-y, y-y, y-y, y 'Til I die-ie-ie-ie, ie-ie, ie-ie, ie I gotta stay fly-y-y-y, y-y, y-y, y 'Til I die-ie-ie-ie, ie-ie, ie-ie, ie Premro full of that dro Leave the club full of Rose' Mo Your girlfriend wanna ride with me In a car with a pimp, where she supposed to be You ain't met no dude spit it cold as me The bag of kush, it cost 650 Have a nigga who smoke Reggie Miller Coughing and choking constantly Taste like fruit when you hit it Gotta have bread to get it Smoke all night, sleep all day That's the epitome of the American way Roll that shit, light that shit, hit that shit, hold that shit Blow that shit out slow, then pass it to me bro MJ finna sprinkle in some of that Super incredible, have a nigga running back Where that nigga with the hood sticky number at? Cutting up a cigarillo like a lumber jack In the morning, when I need this And breath again a whole lot of weed But I'm needing somebody to give me what I need When I want nothing less then the best of the trees DJ Paul and Juicy J, 8Ball and MJG And Young Buck, we don't give a fuck We must represent this Tennessee We drink a whole lot of Hennessy Nigga got a lil' hair on his chest Hit me like Bill Clinton girl, take it out your mouth We'll shoot it right down on your dress I gotta stay high-igh-igh-igh-igh-igh
