Project Pat - First 48 lyrics

[DJ Paul talking:] Yeah yeah yeah it's goin down m- motherf**ing motherf**ing-town b**h The originaters up in this b**h, we got Dj Spanish Fly, Project Pat, Al Kapone, 8Ball & MJG, Three 6 Mafia Whats up to sunny d, dj bk, the whole m-town 901 up in this ho n***a quit playin with yo motherf**ing self b**h [Chorus: DJ Paul] I'ma Dedicate This to the real All these hatin' a** n***as gettin k**ed f** a fame put em on the first 48 f** a fame put em on the first 48 I'ma Dedicate This to the real All these hatin' a** n***as gettin k**ed f** a fame put em on the first 48 f** a fame put em on the first 48 [Verse 1: Project Pat] Crack k** apple jack but i make a stack Scream d**h to a rat Here clickin with the clack 40 balls bustin at your mom n***a will i stomp Read a magazine till your body drop Seem angellic pitbulls till a n***a miss Any one who is near yo bad take a diss Hood n***a who cares you can die too Around here with that flossin i'ma try you [Verse 2: Al Kapone] Trick i ride for my city I die for my city Put your m's up high if you n***as ride wit me This for my south memphis north memphis Westwood orange mound blackhave to the bay Its all about the m-town Yeah I know you though we would never come together ho Its a new day now we on a whole new level ho Al Kapone Al Ka B Last of dying breed This is for my pioneers to the M Memphis, Tennesse [Verse 3: DJ Spanish Fly] Dj Spanish Fly man never ever given up Still doin that same flow that make you wanna get real buck Get real buck like you havin a heart attack Drunk up off in the club and you know you not get no stacks Sweat it out let it out them devils they can't stop you You be on the grind while them haters be like broke fools Memphis, Tenn baby and we known for that buck fire The whole wide world you betetr get some and duck down [Verse 4: 8Ball] M-gang n***a thats memphis tennesse Game Pimpin real big 8Ball MJG the blame Hip hop boom slang this ain't for the lame Some like rock n roll pimpen let ya nuts hang Gangsta walk memphis walk n***a its the same thang Take it from your og orange mound veteran in the game We got the power to run thangs and make change Foward that green change we can rearrange [Verse 5: MJG] Get up make the whole city to a sit up Drop down do push ups till you spit up Memphis Tenn this is a brand new awakenin Everything is precisely planned ain't no mistaken We done tried to stop nah ain't no way i'm given in Get buck luxery is what we liven in MJG pump gas to ya eyes card I'm a grown ain't no soft i go hard [Verse 6: Juicy J] I meet this litte fr-freak from the stre-street A s**y fine white girl that i ke-ke-keep She had me up all-ervy night ATM credit she-she swiped She dressed in plastic i gotta ha-have it She say sprung a neighboorhood addict Ain't no rehab that can stop me She looked like expresso coffee When shes in yo system she'll keep you crunk And make you buck like walk off in the back with guns out Make em give it up She keep your heart beat real fast Down four make her hotta Every time i see her she with me 40 and my dollar [Verse 7: DJ Paul] Yeah Yeah yeah yeah the king of the motherf**in m-town See I reck you haters like i reck this cars Then I Then I trade it in like i trade this broads Walk up Walk up out the square with nan f**ing squire Lookin lookin like my 4 still shinin like a star See s**a i'm a vet not a vetenarian Get rid of your flesh like if i was a vegetarian f** em f** em feed em bullets Let the ball bat carry em Till their f**in f**in family Then i'm gonna bury them I told them i was the king but they didn't wanna believe me Till the bullets hit em and they started to bleeding Boy you a lesser not even a guester When we started leakin up your shirt thats a guesser You realized that i wasn't playin with your plan You realized you have the wrong f**in man Finally figured out that your on the wrong f**ing land 9 to the whole town we ain't playin