Crunchy Black - Remember lyrics

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Crunchy Black - Remember lyrics

[Irene Cara's Fame song plays...] [DJ Paul talks] Yeah I don't think a lotta n***as will Recognize or realize Where the f** a lot of this music is goin' down right now Da Mafia 6ix Three 6 Mafia [Beat changes....] Whatever the f** you call us Probably a lotta n***as don't be around right now If wasn't is If wasn't f**in' is Yall better f**in' remember Yall know who did this We do this sh** (mafiaaaaa) We live this sh** (mafiaaaaa) YOU KNOW WHO THE fu*k IT IS ni**a (mafiaaaaa) MAFIA 6ix LIL WYTE LETS Go (mafiaaaa) [Hook: DJ Paul & 2 Chainz] I been hood i been street since the first day been around here Ain't took sh** from nan tricks since the first day been around here Ain't no do for what i do since the first day been around here I understand why you haters hate so get the f** from around me b*tch (Middle finger up to my competition) what would they be without me (Middle finger up Middle finger up ) what would they be without me (Middle finger up to my competition) what would they be without me (Middle finger up Middle finger up ) what would they be without me [Verse 1: DJ Paul] People always askin' me "Who created Crunk?" Why would you even ask if you know the asnswer chump (dumb b**h!) If the n***as tear the club up gonna play on us If the n***as hit the dutch they gonna play on us [?] Servin' in da car they gonna play on us You can't name a win on a war cause i winned You can't put some hot in da club with some of me on it Like a [?] [?] [Verse 2: Gangsta Boo] Remember in 1995 I was so live the city was all mine Only black girl with a all white clique Put your snake a** down on some brand new sh** I gave you b**hes acknoledge, how could you forget? I was makin' hits [?] sellin' bricks But since you don't remember I got a picture for you And if you got amnesia, when you need me I'll ignore ya Yeah hoe [Hook] [Verse 3: Lil Wyte] I was the first white boy as a matter of fact f** that I'm the only white boy up this thang Still cool with Paul Only f** with Boo, and Me, Lord, Crunchy and Koop Get high as plane I'm off my rocker, need my medicine I got a 100 motherf**ers that I'm better than Shoulda been a rapper, anyway do your job Couldn't of made more money even if you were president You you are heaven sent, me I'm hell bound I control your money I can tell ya how hell sound Chilling halloween with the 6 The mafia back and I'm all over the mix b**h Yeah i put you on, put money on your hand In return I got f**ed over What up to that could have been I got cha cause I got a pile of dirt And a caterpillar bull dozer [Verse 4: Koopsta knicca] I remember in Memphis waitin' go and pay me b**h Put back on the mafia six Now my bars super sick Some b**h koopsta knicca bye holla in the kid Super rude Michael Myers n***a Koop alone to the damn fools Remember when we was young n***as Mad beacuse the s**a n***as Paul gimme the extra clip I co*k back then rock this n***as K-O-O-P-S-T-A-K-N-I-Double C-A b**h that's me [Hook] [Verse 5: Crunchy Black] I been claiming G I been f**in' with the city I been tote heats And i been reppin' the streets I been doin' me n***a get it how i live I took two shots and a n***a still live Now f** the way you feel And n***as ain't real I pop you in the head with the motherf**in' steel I get it how i live and this the way it is It's two shots n***a and that's the way i k** KILL [Verse 6: Lord Infamous] It's the c**a bomb, Heroin Don [?] I give you a chrome Believe the address to your mammy home Beat the [?] claiming home Bankroll in a missile launch Checking every trap I own Nose white from Colombian Many times I gave you brush Trick you didn't pay for much Now you ‘round here wanna stunt I will rape and rob you c*nt [?] [?] 50 cal rip off your scalp with just one chop remove your features [Hook]

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