This song was featured in the Big Hill’s 1996 “Management” tape, being the second along the tracklist. This track delivers a spooky melody, 160BPM flashy drums, and small but groovy verses. Closely all members from the Family are featured in this track, who switch their verses smoothly and draw a in...
[Verse 1: Big Debo]
Packing 'em thangs, making a stain, Debo is my fucking name
Gauge on the rage, North Memphis is where I was raised
Now I'm paid on the stage, Gimisum Family is on my side
Penalty is how I live, deep is how we ride
Slap my clip into my Gat, attackin' like a flashback
Slap you like a bitch you is, 'cause you know I'm quick to Jack
[Verse 2: Lil Debo]
Smoking on that Light Green dope, as it makes me cough and choke
People saying Lil Debo loc', hoe you really think I know
Talking all that weak ass shit, gonna get your wig split
Lock you in the fucking trunk, smack you like a punk ass bitch
Watch that Light Green make me choke, full of da' ink, not of that blow
I charged my bitch full of that dope, now I'm finna smoke that hoe
[Verse 3: Lil Yo]
Getting real high off of the hay, sip after sip, Alizé
Hearing my name, going insane, mayne this shit is like everyday
I'm so fucked up, having a drink, fucked in the game, this cannot be me
Need me some cheese, so drop it off trick
God I stay hungry so drop it off bitch
Chopping so clean, make it to town
Triple 6 Gimisum, Frayser Click bound
Back on my feet, kicking that P
Bought me some dope and a pound of that weed
Bustas they trace, some niggas they fake, my mystical lyrics will dig up yo grave
I cock on my Glock, I'm ready to pop, a thunderous mystery is up to your block
[Verse 4: Big Hill]
Smoking light green by the pound, nothing but real Gs hanging around
Suckas who clown willin' my frown, my neighborhood gunnin' mothafuckers down
Quick to click on a bitch, frizzonin' just gone on miss
Now i'm falling down with some niggas i used to fuck with
(Gunshots)
But it don't matter, let the blood splatter, brain shatter rata-tata-tat
Fulla' that yak, that's a fact, rushing and and busting at your back
Gun to your lips, buckshots they rip through rest of your chest
Leaving a bloody mess, put you to rest
Bitch you gon be in a bloody tale (in a bloody tale, hey hey)
[Verse 5: Lil Gin]
Playa playa on tha creep
Gimisum, we just too deep
Rollin' another Swisher Sweet
Funny 'bout a bitch, I'm scripting P's
A.T.P. is where I am, stupid hoes gon' make me clown
Beat you down to the ground, keep a frown, pound for pound
Claiming you down like you straight, buckshots bustin' you in your face
Tony Montana on a bitch, knock that blood up out your shit
Nigga wut! I'm a playa, bitch
Kickin' some of that gangsta shit
Drinkin some of that Jay Ro Jay
Smoking a blunt of that Light Green hay
[Verse 6: Z-Dogg]
We totin' them tones, sportin' them locs
Big boy blunts them niggas smoke
Selling that weed on the track, got that pump up to yo back
Over L-double-O-K, we got Big Bays of that hay
Smoking pound after pound, taking a sip from the crown
Playa hating niggas, don't come around or we laying your punk asses down
[Verse 7: Tha Joker]
19 years in the projects, and there ain't no one about my hustle
I had no friends to lean on 'cause these niggas was some bustas
They tried to cross me and set me up for a stang they had planned
But i'm the man my nigga, what they don't understand
Is that i'm rippin' and strippin thee stomachs, ballin', conin', tryna make money
Dealers, peelers, kidnappers, killers, all in the game when a hoe act funny
Saying "my pimpin' misunderstood", Mayne yeen walkin' talkin'
I'm steppin' up on bustas quick, and then i commence the stalking
And i wish these punk niggas would step and get fucked up so quick
I'm taking out all you niggas, taking out for these lil tricks
So call me Tha Joker, i'll take a bitch and provoke her, i heard you lame than the lamest, but i'm the dope of the doper
[Verse 8: Playa Dre]
Skimask Troopaz blasting, murder assassin, lemons in my scope
We gone make you crush your skull and blood be soaking up the floor
Ringing shots out from the Glock and leave the victim in the cut
Bullet through your temple, leave the ambulance to scoop you up
Gimisum Redrum, in reverse, no changing my face
Playa Dre the crooked type, killa is the nutcase
Hollow point rushing, we busting no ducking, prepare for the evilest look in my eyes
I'm dragging a body away from the robbery, fill 'em with holes, this nigga must die
But first I'ma scoot, I'ma step like a soldier, that strap in my way bringing death to a hoe
Playa Dre: A.K.A. The Black North Memphis Rambo
[Verse 9: Killamac]
Gimisum leavin' your body numb, I'm strapped with the Tommy gun 'til I go buck on a bitch
Niggas be actin' like reaching for something, my pimpin' i'm finna remove this trick
Feelin' so high off the fry that I smoke when I'm blowin' that dope going straight to my skull
When I'm up in a click, never like hug a bitch, troopaz be shooting your face in the mud