Juicy J - North Memphis Like Me lyrics

[Hook - Juicy J 2x] You ain't hood You ain't gangsta You ain't tough You ain't street You ain't North-North-North-North Memphis like me You ain't ballin' You ain't swaggin' You ain't bangin' You ain't street You ain't North-North-North-North Memphis like me [Juicy J] We got them goons on deck, them choppas on deck Don't violate these mafia n***as with them ho-threats We deep off in the club, you know we smell like weed You know we're dealing cash, you know we're selling D You see us drankin' Goose, you see us gettin' loose You know we ain't no cowards, you know that we'll shoot We see you looking scared, we feel you bout to leave You reaching in your pockets, you rambling for your keys Somebody saw a strap, this b**h started to holla I mugged her in her face, I hit you with a bottle Now here come your goons, all you hear is boom When the smoke clears, nothing but bodies in the room [Hook - Juicy J 2x] You ain't hood You ain't gangsta You ain't tough You ain't street You ain't North-North-North-North Memphis like me You ain't ballin' You ain't swaggin' You ain't bangin' You ain't street You ain't North-North-North-North Memphis like me [V Slash] You ain't tough you ain't street How the f** your a** hood? I'm gangsta you ain't— Let's get that understood I was raised in the projects And these n***as know that Seven-Fo' tatted cross my chest till they blow You ain't Nor-or-or-orth-orth Memphis like me You ain't from the short end of hyde park like me You ain't keep it real with your n***as, dawg, quit flaugin' Cause n***a if you do, they will be out here starvin' You don't f** with Juicy 'n' Paul, and Pat like me You ain't one to whoop that-cook that crack, n***a, like me You ain't toss your main b**h with your clique—you a ho Plus a character, an amateur now put that on the wall [Hook - Juicy J 2x] You ain't hood You ain't gangsta You ain't tough You ain't street You ain't North-North-North-North Memphis like me You ain't ballin' You ain't swaggin' You ain't bangin' You ain't street You ain't North-North-North-North Memphis like me [Break - Juicy J] North Memphis... North Memphis... [Project Pat] Knockin' n***as' jaws Runnin' hoes into walls n***as' yelling "North, North" All you screamin' "North, North" The first to throw a blow Always strapped with pistol I'll murk one of you ba*tards Don't get on that list, ho You turned stay witness, witness how my wrist glow I Escalade on twenty-fo's Shows, I gets dough They thought that was rosé, but that's really Cris, though Don't get shot off your face, for runnin' your lips, ho Fake n***as—Hyde Park keep them pistol grips row You gang-bangin' hustlers just like Bloods and Crips, though But this ain't k**a Cali, but a k**ing's understood If you ain't from North Memphis, then you ain't from my hood