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If you ain't from my hood, you can get from 'round here
If you ain't from my hood, you can get from 'round here
If you ain't from my hood, you can get from 'round here
If you ain't from my hood, you can get from 'round here

I don't know them niggas
I don't know them niggas
I don't fuck with them niggas
I don't know them hoes
I don't fuck with them hoes

I know this sucka from the suburbs
Cool with this other motherfucker on the outskirts
Tried to get Project Pat caught up in this shizurb
Since you niggaz hate, then your plan didn't wizork

On that ATL tattle tale to my bizurbs
Say you saw me with anotha gal, now don't be scared
Man, you might as well throw in your towel, youse a fake thug
Face to face I shoot you in your mouth

'Cuz ain't no love say, you from the North Memphis ten
But I doubt that
Stick ya'lls noze in others folks affairs we ain't 'bout that
Weak motherfucker wanna stare when you see me

Couldn't wait to snitch punk, bitch you wanna be me
Gotta pay some dues but my shoes to big for ya
Don't be out here, trying to claim my hood, I don't know ya
Turn state niggas ask if you was a roller
Police ass nigga, watch your mouth I done told ya
Weak ass boy

If you ain't from my hood, you can get from 'round here
If you ain't from my hood, you can get from 'round here
If you ain't from my hood, you can get from 'round here
If you ain't from my hood, you can get from 'round here

I don't know them niggas
I don't know them niggas
I don't fuck with them niggas
I don't know them hoes
I don't fuck with them hoes

Still out to get paid down for lucha leray
Fuck all the bullshit and he say she say
Those who oppose me shall get no leway
Lying on real niggas end up in gun play

Punk mutherfucker, you gonna hear this and feel me
Smile in my face, really wanna kill me
That's if you had heart to pull the trigga
Catcha murda charge, I don't think so, my nigga

Weak ass hoes play games like they killas
Always runnin' mouth braggin' on they niggas
Cyper Gardens did and I did not have no dough
No fresh clothes 'cuz a playa was real poor

I was locked up 2-0-1 wearing bo bo's
Playin' dominoes shooting dice big ol' Afro's
Now I'm on the town and I'm layin' the smack down
Nigga, I ain't you best to check my background

If you ain't from my hood, you can get from 'round here
If you ain't from my hood, you can get from 'round here
If you ain't from my hood, you can get from 'round here
If you ain't from my hood, you can get from 'round here

I don't know them niggas
I don't know them niggas
I don't fuck with them niggas
I don't know them hoes
I don't fuck with them hoes

Man, I'm tired of playing with cha boyz
Think its time I kill you boyz, wanna run and grab them toys
Fuckin' 'round with real McCoys, coward boys that bring the noise
Rollin' round in SUV's, DVD's, man fuck some 20's, I'm lo key

Lookin' for y'all cowards 'cuz y'all talking out the side of your mouth
Knowin' that the Triple 6 is one of the hardest rappers out
DJ Paul and Juicy J, best producers in the town
I've been got the crown those that ain't down get run down

Man, if one of you bitches wanna step up to the juice
Talking 'bout that nigga wrong talkin' 'bout what cha gonna do
Man, it's on, if you rappers wanna bring it to the door
To you crosses in my click, I'm treat you like a hoe

I'm a tell you like this if you talkin' in my face
You gonna start a major war, be prepared to hit the floor
Every time you see me coming, you be speakin' like we cool
Ain't your motherfucking nigga and ain't no motherfucking fool
If you ain't from my hood, you can get from 'round here   If you ain't from my hood, you can get from 'round here   If you ain't from my hood, you can get from 'round here   If you ain't from my hood, you can get from 'round here      I don't know them niggas   I don't know them niggas   I don't fuck with them niggas   I don't know them hoes   I don't fuck with them hoes      I know this sucka from the suburbs   Cool with this other motherfucker on the outskirts   Tried to get Project Pat caught up in this shizurb   Since you niggaz hate, then your plan didn't wizork      On that ATL tattle tale to my bizurbs   Say you saw me with anotha gal, now don't be scared   Man, you might as well throw in your towel, youse a fake thug   Face to face I shoot you in your mouth      'Cuz ain't no love say, you from the North Memphis ten   But I doubt that   Stick ya'lls noze in others folks affairs we ain't 'bout that   Weak motherfucker wanna stare when you see me      Couldn't wait to snitch punk, bitch you wanna be me   Gotta pay some dues but my shoes to big for ya   Don't be out here, trying to claim my hood, I don't know ya   Turn state niggas ask if you was a roller   Police ass nigga, watch your mouth I done told ya   Weak ass boy      If you ain't from my hood, you can get from 'round here   If you ain't from my hood, you can get from 'round here   If you ain't from my hood, you can get from 'round here   If you ain't from my hood, you can get from 'round here      I don't know them niggas   I don't know them niggas   I don't fuck with them niggas   I don't know them hoes   I don't fuck with them hoes      Still out to get paid down for lucha leray   Fuck all the bullshit and he say she say   Those who oppose me shall get no leway   Lying on real niggas end up in gun play      Punk mutherfucker, you gonna hear this and feel me   Smile in my face, really wanna kill me   That's if you had heart to pull the trigga   Catcha murda charge, I don't think so, my nigga      Weak ass hoes play games like they killas   Always runnin' mouth braggin' on they niggas   Cyper Gardens did and I did not have no dough   No fresh clothes 'cuz a playa was real poor      I was locked up 2-0-1 wearing bo bo's   Playin' dominoes shooting dice big ol' Afro's   Now I'm on the town and I'm layin' the smack down   Nigga, I ain't you best to check my background      If you ain't from my hood, you can get from 'round here   If you ain't from my hood, you can get from 'round here   If you ain't from my hood, you can get from 'round here   If you ain't from my hood, you can get from 'round here      I don't know them niggas   I don't know them niggas   I don't fuck with them niggas   I don't know them hoes   I don't fuck with them hoes      Man, I'm tired of playing with cha boyz   Think its time I kill you boyz, wanna run and grab them toys   Fuckin' 'round with real McCoys, coward boys that bring the noise   Rollin' round in SUV's, DVD's, man fuck some 20's, I'm lo key      Lookin' for y'all cowards 'cuz y'all talking out the side of your mouth   Knowin' that the Triple 6 is one of the hardest rappers out   DJ Paul and Juicy J, best producers in the town   I've been got the crown those that ain't down get run down      Man, if one of you bitches wanna step up to the juice   Talking 'bout that nigga wrong talkin' 'bout what cha gonna do   Man, it's on, if you rappers wanna bring it to the door   To you crosses in my click, I'm treat you like a hoe      I'm a tell you like this if you talkin' in my face   You gonna start a major war, be prepared to hit the floor   Every time you see me coming, you be speakin' like we cool   Ain't your motherfucking nigga and ain't no motherfucking fool