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anotha intro - dj sound lyrics

real n*ggas, yeah, ho
real n*ggas, yeah, ho
real n*ggas, yeah, ho
3*0*4, 3*0*4 (real n*ggas, yeah, ho)
what’s up, it’s mista manne in this b*tch, checkin’ in
(real n*ggas, yeah, ho)
better known as “dj vj the music mane” (real n*ggas, yeah, ho)
(real n*ggas, yeah, ho)
(doin’ this sh*t memphis style)
shouts out for the frayser cl!ck, slappin’ you back with the classics
(doin’ this sh*t memphis style)
this dj sound volume six, livewire on the beat, rest in peace
(doin’ this sh*t memphis style)
all real n*ggas where called, get buck
(doin’ this sh*t memphis style)

[verse 1: keewee & mad maine]
on and on, this sh*t go, bringin’ this sh*t to the door
makin’ a long story short, ’cause you n*ggas already know
sh*t too thick, on volume six, buster n*ggas stop payin’ your b*tch
break that ho down, make her suck your motherf*ckin’ d*ck
for you n*ggas runnin’ your mouth, n*ggas gonna k!ll you, punk
mad maine, get the f*ckin’ nine out the f*ckin’ trunk
n*ggas say, what they wanna say
(keewee, how you figure?)
‘long as the b*tches don’t say sh*t about this motherf*ckin’ n*gga
dirty ho, give me head, or your motherf*ckin’ cash
‘fore a n*gga drop some f*ckin’ beats on your f*ckin’ ass
pass the chicken, time to go, cl!ck still run the show
suck a n*gga d*ck, now that’s a motherf*ckin intro
[chorus]
get buck, motherf*cker
get buck, motherf*cker
get buck, motherf*ck—

[verse 2: mad maine]
drink a brew, smoke a sack, black, ’cause this sh*t is thick
chillin’ with my n*gga dj sound and the f*ckin’ cl!ck
back with another intro for these buster n*ggas
never paranoid, ’cause lil’ keewee hold the f*ckin’ trigger
and he got my back, for these suckers that be wanna checked
all about our hog k!llin’, so you best to hold your gat
comin’ back, real hard, mane, ’cause the sh*t ain’t over
never f*ck with the cl!ck, b*tch, mane, they should’ve told you
that we don’t play and we all real about our sh*t
busters best believe, that the mad maine in this, b*tch

[chorus]
get buck, motherf*cker
get buck, motherf*cker
get buck, motherf*cker
get buck, motherf*ck—

[verse 3: dj sound]
volume six, another mix, for these hoes talkin’ sh*t
livewire made the beat, and he’s down with the cl!ck
real n*ggas, yeah, ho, doin’ this sh*t memphis style
had to get it right, that’s why this sh*t took a while
yeah, this sh*t is kickin’ in your speakers
first you was down with the sound then you vamped
but i don’t need you, b*tch, one, two, three, four, five
now you bumpin’ six, dj sound, clownin’ on your ass, with another mix
[chorus]
get buck, motherf*cker
get buck, motherf*cker
get buck, motherf*cker
get buck, motherf*ck—

[verse 4: lil bay]
once again, checkin’ in strong, it’s the baysta
down with the sound and the livewire is makin’ ya
bump to the beat of the motherf*ckin’ intro
you can’t f*ck with the sound, or the cl!ck, so back up off us, ho
keewee and the mad maine, dwellin’ with the frayser cl!ck
yeah, this sh*t comin’ together but it’s steady gettin’ thick
dirty red cuttin’ n*ggas lights out with them thangs
big dog got our back and the n*gga’s crazy, mane
ready to spray, ready to spray, ready to make a sucker lay down on they back, yeah he’s puttin’ them hoes ass away
bay ain’t barin’ no n*ggas, ain’t barin’ no ho
i’m down with the sound and the six intro

[chorus]
get buck, motherf*cker
get buck, motherf*cker
get buck, motherf*cker
get buck, motherf*ck—

[verse 5: d tha unknow & lil bay]
yeah, this is d, i’m sendin’ shouts out to all you b*tches
n*ggas hangin’ out, smokin’ their sh*t on the dope track
eyes red as h*ll, (yeah), joinin’ for another sack
dj sound is a villain from the city streets
hangin’ low on the city streets, the frayser cl!ck is down with me, (yeah)
the suckers are outta luck, the man is in the house
you b*tches have f*cked up, n*gga

- dj sound lyrics

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