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Gimisum Family - North Memphis

[Intro: & DJ Paul]
Now you see me smilin', lookin’ wild and got a loced out face
Suckers think they close to me, deep inside I feel disgraced
Now you see me smilin', lookin' wild and got a loced out face
Suckers think they close to me, deep inside I feel disgraced
Now you see me smilin’, lookin' wild and got a loced out face
Suckers think they close to me, deep inside I feel disgraced, Playa—
Killers up in my crew won't take no shit, niggas, you better run

[Verse 1: Mista Playa Dre]
Besides my pistol lies the clip, cop-killer tip
Put the mask on the dashboard, paranoid as I shake
Takin' care of ana that circulates
The Playa Drizze, hollow thang recess yo' skull, put a nigga face in the mud
Chest down to the ground, pourin' Yak on his back, rest in peace
Layin' in the dirt, never showin' love
Sittin’ on a scheme, it’s the Storm Trooper team, on a bloody Halloween crooked type, trick or treat
Bullets come in pairs, when I shoot the double barrel in the air, cock the buckshot
Ridin' to the stash spot, with my nigga Redrum, equipped with a Tommy gun
Killer, So Serious we come with a squad
Chillin’ like the Godfather, with my nigga Red
But it ain't no lemons in this motherfuckin' mob
Don't test nuts, ’cause I'm makin' hoes duck
Never comin' up short, so don't slip in the streets
Shells on the ground, leavin' niggas in the morgue
Catch a case, when I scratch you from your family tree
Labeled as a thug in the game, now followed by the folk, got me in the scope, watched by the feds
Straight from the West to the East 'til I reach North Memphis, where the players got the police scared
While you be runnin' your mouth, I be fuckin' you niggas that cross
While you caught in my range
Izzactin' like a lizzunatic, tizzoastin' niggas
You fucked up, I lock up your brain, just to maintain
Another blood stang, pullin' the trigger, need a rob, then get blasted
Devilish ways, Playa Dre (?) on the cash
[Verse 2: Lil Gin]
Smokin' a pound of that pure
Bumpin' some of that "Hear My Dear"
Hangin' on the corner with my folks
I'm so high, I'm sportin' Loc's
Sweatin' bitches by the ton
North Memphis, where I'm from, stupid ho, come get you some, Gimisum just tossin' bombs
I'm a killer, a killer, a North Memphis nigga
Shootin' y'all down with the gauge
As I rage when I blaze up the hay, with the A to the K
It's too late, when I'm comin' to yo' home, sissy ass bitch boy, you know what's on
Runnin' yo mouth about Player Gin, when I keep a grin across my motherfuckin' face
Punk, jump, you'll get dumped, while I'm full of them light green blunts
Big Hill got my back, with the Mac (?)
Grip full of hollow-point tips in the clip
I'm a robber, mobber, thriller, killer
Talkin' your shit, my gat will peel ya

[Outro: (?) & (?) & Rasta T & ]
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Back to the dope here we go I feel more high I can feel demons in my soul-
GIMISUM, GIMISUM, GIMISUM, GIMISUM, GIMISUM
GIMI-GIMI-GIMISUM ARE MY FAMILY
GIMI-GIMISUM ARE MY FAMILY
I call up on the family they call the gunner constantly-
Debo my name, my enter worse, with my clanI run up into your house, and tie you up to a ceiling fan.

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