[Chorus]

Straight-straight out from the hood

Four Corners

[Verse]

We've been quiet for too fuckin’ long, Pimpin' Ville niggas ready to bust

Do or die in some fire, turn them ashes to dust

Niggas been holding us down, keepin' the name of Four Corners up out on the Memphis street

Comin’ and flippin', and whippin' and scrappin' up in this state known as Tennessee

Ain't no snitches, ain't no riches, Four Corners ain't got no bitches

Ready to ride clean, mane, hit this while we're doing a stang

Straight from the West Side, not the North, but the South

Keepin’ the chrome to your dome like foam from a pitbull mouth

If you think that you can hang, get on number those thangs quick

Keep our rocks up in a Ziplock, had them bitches by my jock

In my sock where I think the cops won’t be able to spot

They drop, now I'm limpin’, niggas from Four Corners never slippin'

Drill with the steel on the streets, I can't go six feet deep

Nigga forgot about Four Corners, so it's time for us to speak

Never on the news, but it’s a clue to my niggas death

What am I supposed to do? Get high, while my partners drop like flies?

Police got a nigga session of from the rest of the city

It's a pitty but we're comin up and they done fucked up

Tough luck, 'cause we ain't no rappers, we're some fuckin' gangsters

Put us on the map, we're ready to scrap, ho

One, two, three, four

[Outro]

Straight-straight out from the hood