Where Ya From (feat. Eightball)

Yeah, infamous in ya area
 Eightball in ya area
 About to 'cause mass hysteria
 Yo, ashes to ashes big gats to little
 I put it to you clear while you cats talkin' riddles
 Snake and buck at me, if you did I'd say you got lucky
 Trained to tread through land to get muddy
 Ayo, blood rap, survival of the fifth style cat
 I puts it down blow a round at your baseball cap
 Pee, Niggas saying damn why I be like that
 Listen close you can learn from it, it's real black
 Gangsta shit makes the world rotate
 If eight was all make a nigga wanna gain some weight
 Fat belly black motherfuckin' D O G
 And I'm a thug for them young niggas thuggin' for me
 Ayo, fuck where you at kid, it's where you from
 'Cause where we from niggas pack nothin' but the big guns
 To all my Queens Duns, Niggas who pump drugs
 To all the housing projects who rep for they hood
 Live and direct from the south to your stereo
 Prepare for bustin' and dumpin' okay player here we go
 Strapped with infrared raps when I hit the traps
 Crack the wack into pieces when I hit the track
 Like stone to glass I shatter they raggedy ass
 South style waivin' my motherfuckin' soldier rag
 A hard illustration of my brutal lifestyle
 Memphis Ten made a lot of niggas buck wild
 The root to all evil daily I chase it
 Blow it on weed and drink then hustle to replace it
 It's hard from the start where I lay my head
 We get rowdy and bust shots till we raise the dead
 Yo, fuck where you at kid, it's where you from
 'Cause where we from niggas pack nothing but the big guns
 To all my gold grill niggas and my trail niggas
 South to east we keep it hard for them real niggas
 Feel my though, you don't want to get filled up with holes
 Moms filling out surgery cards blowing her nose
 Wipin' her tears 'cause somethin' on your top got shot
 Should have brought alone wit you what you loaned on the block
 Fuck, leavin' without it dunn I'd rather get knocked
 Charged with a ten body for a nigga get shot
 For a weak ass bitch, fuck that little whore
 Even though she get my dick harder than the parole board
 Stick and move, slide in, slide out big guns
 Mack Milly prepare to mob you steel phillies
 Connected with Eightball Dunn so what's the drilly
 Out to take it all if you wit me then feel me
 Don't get yourself shot, bleedin' to death hops
 I pop canners off leave a nigga head whopped
 A maverick my H K will work magic
 You'll find yourself in the O R for talkin' that shit
 Street justice I tip the scale over cousin
 I hold more weight you just a no name nigga frontin'
 Get your hardware lets treat it like a contest
 And we can dance till one of us drop from being hit
 Murda Muzik my street life influenced it
 It's so real bredren I wouldn't test it I rep it
 A renegade crack your top like devil spring
 Vigilante niggas know the song I sing
 It go, fuck where you at kid, it's where you from
 'Cause where we from niggas pack nothin' but the big guns
 No mistakes for the fake no escape
 Chop them boys up and puttin' it in their face
 Fuck where you at kid, it's where you from
 'Cause where we from niggas pack nothin' but the big guns
 To all my ice pick niggas one
 To all my dunns tryin' to get the fuck up out of the sprungs
 Fuck where you at kid, it's where you from
 'Cause where we from niggas pack nothin' but the big guns
 To all my Queens Duns, Niggas who pump drugs
 To all the housing projects who rep for they hood
 Fuck where you at kid, it's where you from
 'Cause where we from niggas pack nothin' but the big guns
 To all my gold grill niggas and my trail niggas
 South to east we keep it hard for them real niggas
 South to east we keep it hard for them real niggas