Intro- David Banner
Know What I'm Talkin Bout
Mississippi mothafucka,
Newton County
What I live and die for (Scott County)
Ball for da kids (Simpson County)
Know what I'm talkin 'bout
Niggas out here flashin' and ballin' and shit (Lincoln County)
Know what I'm talkin' 'bout
I'm supposed to be so hard
Fuckin' rebel flags still flyin' (what's dis shit)
Fuck 'em
Some hoes
Chorus2x
We From A Place
Where Dem Boys Still Pimpin' Them Hoes
We From A Place
Cadillacs Still Ridin' On Vogues
We From A Place
Where My Soul Still Don't Feel Free
Where A Flag Means More Than Me(IN MISSISSIPPI)
Verse 1 David Banner
Still ridin' Cadillacs
Still bump in the back
Mothafuckas talk shit but we still in the hood
Mississippi in this thang
Pinky rang in my hand
Peanut butta top (lovin wood)
Crackas only come to buy crack
And cracka cops only come to bust niggas who sell that
We from a place where they scream
PIMP A HOE PIMP A HOE
We from a place where they still
CHOP DEM BOES CHOP DEM BOES
We from a place where yo Grandmama still showin' you love
And we still eatin' chicken in the club bitch
CHORUS 2X
VERSE 2- DAVID BANNER
We from a place
Where Medger Evers live and Medger Evers died
We from a place
What we chokin' on sticky green to get high
We from a place
Where ya used to come in the summatime
Now y'all don't mention us in ya rhyme we kin folk
Ya we broke
Some talk with a drawl but bitch we ball
Runnin through with two techs screamin FUCK ALL y'all
We From A Place
Where da rebel flag still ain't burnin
New schools but the black kids still ain't learnin BOUT SHIT
But hit da streets and learn to pimp on a bitch
FIVE-O aw shit throw yo crack in the ditch
And y'all nigga run y'all nigga run
Like forrest gump
They got pumps
And them crooked cops love to dump
In mississippi
CHORUS 2X
601
601
Crooked letter crooked letter
Oh mississippi
Mississippi ohh
Wave ya hands from side to side
601
Represent where you from
You don't want none
Mississippi
601
Da place were from
Mississippi
601
Say 601
601
Mississippi
DAVID BANNER
Hell yea mississippi you know what I'm talkin bout
Da home of da blues
Da dirtiest part of da south
You know what I'm talkin bout
The place where you get dem fish and dem criss muhfucka
Yea
You know what I'm talkin bout
Delta muhfucka
Cotton you know what I'm talkin bout
We bout to free da slaves nigga
Where yo grandmama from nigga
Yo ol one generation moved away slave ass booty fuck ass gank ass punk ass BITCH haha
Now come on home get you somethin to eat
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