8ball - Gangster Walk lyrics

[Intro - David Banner] It's ya boy David Banner. I'mma see if I can bring the gangster walk back. Memphis! Mississippi! Everybody from the south, let's ride! [Hook - David Banner] Go on ganster walk, go on do it, muthaf**a! [x2] Buck jump, muthaf**a, buck jump, ya b**h! [x2] [x2] [Verse 1 - Three 6 Mafia] [DJ Paul] We representing Memphis, 'Sippi And I don't think you really wanna get with me We started gangsta walking, n***a, not no MC Hammer This the really-dilly, get you hyper than hype, no cut, or no Arm & Hammer Slam a hater to the floor, stomp a mud hole in that ho Mean as hell on that liquor, meaner than that on that blow So don't push me muthaf**a, push me muthaf**a, push I'm affiliated with more terrorists than G Bush [Juicy J] We got them n***as getting wild, getting buck, having fits With a bottle in they hand, with a blunt to they lips Gangsta walking in the club, everybody gonna [blitz?] And them hoes on the corner working graveyard shifts Yeah they call me the Juice, from that north north set Where they rob for the gross and they divvy up the net Ain't no talking, f** some talking, we gonna shoot them in the chest If a coward wanna jump, it's gonna be a bloody mess [Hook] [Verse 2] [Marcus] Now we can get it buck in the club, with n***as I suggest you tuck your chain f** security, find out they can't do a thing Out the frame, p**y n***a you too soft, push you off me Stomping hoes to the floor and never scared to pop heat Anna on your bird chest, better not talk no sh** tonight 'Cuz ain't no thing to bust your head and start a fight Like b**h, what's up now? [David Banner] North Mississippi in this ba*tard f** around, my nizzle, and get your whole body plastered All up on the wall, trick, if you got some manner Gangsta walk your a** over here bumping the Banner It'll be fabulous if you leave 'cuz I'm trying to stomp your body 'til your a** can't breathe [Hook] [Verse 3 - 8-Ball & MJG] [8-Ball] Left foot, right foot, swinging both of your fists Better keep it moving, your weak a** might get hit [MJG] Get stomped out when you buck back, too hard Get ready to finish anything that you start [8-Ball] Straight from the mound, boys better not clown I got eight-five n***as with me representing the town [MJG] Two-hundred automatic Uzis with them Tommy-gun clips Make you boys take them paper-cap poppers off your hips [8-Ball] Young pimp, smoke week, don't snort, might sip Four-fifth with a bunch of holotips in the whip [MJG] I'm pimp-tight, MJG, you can look at my resume Never been a trick, never ever paid [Hook]