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DJ Paul: talking
yeah nigg*
the mother fkin two time two time motherfkin champions in this b*tch
I got another motherfkin gold plaque on the wall now nigg*
now tell me what you think about that look me in my eyes
and tell me nigg* b*tch b*tch b*tch b*tch hoe hoe hoe nigg*
Juicy J
(background mixed through various parts of whole song)
LOCK em in the trunk lock em in trunk real fast you'll be flying
Crunchy Black
we bout to ride on these fools c*ck these nines on these fools (x2)
DJ Paul
like thisssssssssss
now in my city its so real in my city its so fake
got some that's gone play got some that gone hate
got some that's gone dis the treal on the tape
but them the ones who want the streets so they start to evaporate
that's why them ain't around no more
cause them could sell no more
without the Hypnotize or the Prophet nigg* you is no more
got plaques up on my walls
got twenties on my cars
keep coming like you coming and I'm gonna show you
I ain't fked up bout no charge nigg*
Juicy J
can you feel my pain
catch me standing in the rain
holding on a rusty 2
bout to act a fkin fool
is the 6 the devil though
make you wanna powder your nose
have you smoking hydro weed
satisfaction guaranteed
bucking wild and throwing signs
knowing these done loss they minds
blame it on Coriddy and Ooh
when we c*ck them thangs and shoot
thinking somebody had seen my face
now I'm gonna catch a murder case
just gonna beat him round for round and leave him in the river
DJ Paul Crunchy Black
They try to
we bout to ride on these fools c*ck these nines on these fools (x4)
DJ Paul: talking
hahaha y'all still don't understand
nigg* look around motherfker look the fk around you
and see who you see nigg* all you see is me
Hypnotized C-A-M-motherfkin-P b*tch
come on come on keep it coming keep it coming keep it coming
Project Pat
so you wanna try a
nigg* with the nine-a
creep up from behind ya
like ima sidewind-a
shoot ya in your spine-a
strap ya like a minor
patch out your hizead
slug blood rized
staying on the low low
hating that's a no no
duck taping trick up
in the trunk you go go
you gonna shake and shiver
pain I deliver
kidnapping fools throw they body in the river
Koopsta Knicca
let get this on
you think I just pi*s off them fkin gals then a
the streets auto traffic gonna fk you up but now
I had to tremble quick cause he bump with it
got some midgets in my clizick now I'm pimping b*tch
my friends have brand new teams
twenties hundred ain't she motherfkin funny
North Memphis come we catching everything and money
home at night keep my motherfkin eyes open
cause last night I'm dealing with the fedz in the corner store
Crunchy Black
yo yo yo yo yo yo yo
I locked em in the trunk
and dropped they bodies off
see cash in B.Z. you get that sawed off funk
point to your head and then left someone dead
then try that with thugs and be half out your head
see messing with me is like messing with the fedz
see messing with me is like being halfway dead
most don't walk my path I done already laid
put 2 in the gun and flex so I won't be in that resting place
Lord Infamous
don't make me get ignorant, feel the incisions
I shall make fragments, daggerous dragon
poison and lashes, 2000 hazardous
can you imagine, me with the Magnum
fire breathing dragon, blow away the ashes
what the fk happen, torture and trap them
Satan is digging, Scarecrow premonition
the world is ending, please make a decision
LaChat
mayn fk that s**t
go get that b*tch and throw her as* in my trunk
that infrared net be getting her head
she make more sounds and she dumped
where the fk the evidence b*tch
only heat for my witness
you think I'm playing what you saying
LaChat ain't bout her business
I tote my glock I keep it c*cked
the .38 slug for a nigg*
could be my brother husband cousin
fk him I pull the trigger
got no remorse wont sympathize
ain't got no love in my soul
don't fk with me know who I be
LaChat that murdering hoe
T-Rock
I got him running from my slugs wrath
get they mugs snapped
licking shots from plastic glocks
you marinate in blood baths
ignorance leave my manner
silently concealed with Anna
hoe I pugulize your skull
and split it with the snipers scanner
insert the capping glock
gunpoint faster props
lock and load like master lock
and hit you for an aftershock
I'm a snake so meet your fate
compensate the paper chase
Triple 6 is running s**t
corroborate and we make you wait
Lil Pat
you's out there thinking we just bulls**ttin
about this s**t gone whined up being
the very motherfker with they wig split
laying there in the corner
that you cant just see me come out of
now you think a nigg* still playing
b*tch what's up cuz
like I always said
I'm gonna tell you once and ain't no more
I think I done made it clear enough
about how these ballers like the road
I ain't you hoe
Lil P don't mess with me when I get good and crunk
or you gonna find yourself locked in the fkin trunk
Juicy J
(background mixed)
drop em in the trunk lock em in trunk real fast you'll be flying