Hog Killin - Intellectual

[Chorus: Criminal Manne]

All about my hog killin', makin' that green, sellin' that crack

All about my hog killin'

[Verse 1: Lil Grove]

Campaignin', champagne up in my motherfuckin' crystal glass

Niggas be runnin' their cum catchers, be makin' me grab my pistol fast

Stayin' up on my hog, dog, I gotta keep my motherfuckin' pockets tight

Chiefin' up under the cherry moon, sooner or later I might take flight

Kickin' it with my cook connections, bridges, and we handlin' that shit

First we stickin' these niggas up, and then we holler at they bitch

That's how this shit goes, that's how the shit rolls

Motherfuck you bitches if I cannot keep my pockets swole

Sippin' and I oh go, fuckin' with a old hoe

Ridin' like a fat mack, yeah, my fuckin' roll dogs

See a nigga talkin' shit, peppеr gel and gold for yours

Riches stuck up, round back, stuck that bitch up like a postеr boy

Five-O's on the scene, but it ain't no thing, and it ain't no need to worry

Grabbin' that doey wallet, and it looks like payday's early, so

Happy days are here again, celebratin' with that Gin

Havin' a hell of a good time, and I'm-

[Chorus: Criminal Manne]

All about my hog killin', makin' that green, sellin' that crack

All about my hog killin'

[Verse 2: Outlaw]

All about my hog killin', it's the masked man, creepin' incognito, ho

Packin', straight jackin', steppin' with my weapon on the tip-toe

Real slow I frown them busters, stick 'em up, the hollowpoints rush 'em

I bank, I shank 'em, stank 'em, and leavin' gang motherfuckers

Dashing into the shadows, unseen, it's the Outlaw, bitch

The criminal niggaro villain, so conin' and fuckin' slick

Down with the stizzain, strizzapped with the thizzang, I make my hit

Blastin', I grabbed them by your balls, and I'm breakin' quick

To get about my honeycomb, that's vampin' the scenery, see

Back to the cut, with a bag of herringbones, beeper bones and lots of cheese

To count in my kitchen table, I'm robbin', when it ain't able

To take care of my business, trick, a thug is what I'm labeled

Straight from the thug clique, North Memphis is where I dwell

Scopin' these lemon lames, block busters, they bail well

Kickin' it with the family, them real true killer niggas

Watch your shit, slick, trick, I'm all about my hog killin'

[Chorus: Criminal Manne]

All about my hog killin', makin' that green, sellin' that crack

All about my hog killin'

[Verse 3: Criminal Manne]

It's that nigga straight from Project Playaz

Full of bird, smokin' herbs on the track

Once again I'm 'bout my hog killin', makin' more money, sellin' that crack

Bitches goin' hoin', blowin', every single day I try to stay pleased

Then been up on my hustle, buster

And [?] to the port, my nig'

Glock cocked, ready, I'm not deadly, but I put in work

With rocks under my nuts, I'll be so bucked, when I do my dirt

Boomin' yay, I like to get paid, my dreams is one day comin' clean

Ridin' drop-top, airplane, with [?] and [?], [?] green

Strapped like jab, never can I nap, when I'm all about mine

My pimpin' just too thick, bitch, I got lead comin' from my TEC-9

Hoes know the game, I can't be lame, better entertain the bitches head

So I can get paid, fuckin' late, 'cause I want the money, hay

Players play, busters learn, mackin' rules is my concern

Then that nigga breaks a bitch, 'cause fuckin' with a real one, that hoe will burn

Walkin' up and down my track, with plenty of crack, as I try to get bailed

Criminal Manne, Insane, Lil Grove, Killa Murphy, we just some players

[Chorus: Criminal Manne]

Makin' that green, sellin' that crack

All about my hog killin', makin' that green, sellin' that crack

All about my hog killin'