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Monoxide Child
Psychopathic
Twiztid and Blaze running with a motherfking hatchet
And only the Three-6 could match it
So uh, tell me where it's at
Jamie Madrox
Now where it's going down?
Now where it's at home boy?
(What? What, what?!?)
Now where it's going down?
Now where it's at home boy?
(What? What, what?!?)
Jamie Madrox
I ain't the type to ask questions
I'm the type of motherfker ready to trip
On anyone or anything all for the fk of it
We be the underground, we stay beneath
And suffocate hoes like you while y'all asleep
Now where it's going down, right here, right now
And everybody on the North, East, West and South
Y'all better get it up, y'all better represent this s**t
Twiztid, Triple 6 and Blaze, you can't fk with it
Juicy J
You know I ride with a tote c*cked
Quick to make your brain pop
Memphis, Tenn we rollin' dirty
Police settin a road block
have to sw*llow drugs
have to fake they mug
put they seat belt on
Cuttin the fking cellular phone
On the town, we mob like Gotti
Sippin' on Syrup just havin' a party
If you wanna cross the Three 6
Seperate your soul from body
Wrap your mouth with duct tape nigg*
We ain't gonna hope you figure
Where the cats done hid the stash
Or I'll have to pull this trigga
Jamie Madrox(Monoxide Child)
Now where it's going down?
Now where it's at home boy?
(Thugs and killas, axes and drug dealers)
Now where it's going down?
Now where it's at home boy?
(Represent it 'til the day that I die, for life boy)
Blaze
Now where it's at? (drive-by!)
Motherfkers claiming to be thugs
Can't see me on s**t
Wit' chopper bananna clips
I been dead, been back (it's like that)
Ridin' dirty wit' a birdie
And a throw away in the hatchback (whooo!)
b*tch, where ya black sack?
By any means trying to elevate
Never underestimate the contact (don't do it!)
I put jail on the map
Twiztid, Triple 6, and Blaze
Now go and ask them where it's at
Gangsta Boo
I took a Xanax
Yo, I like to split girls' wigs
Split them to the white, fkin' kidnap ya kids
Take that wife sight, lock you in the trunk
Get so fkin' pumped nigg* Gangsta Boo is crunk
What you know about them Calicoes and glocks
s**t that go pop nigg* burnin' up ya block
fk the fkin' cops, call 'em, I don't give a fk
Drag you in the mud, motherfker, nigg* what?
Jamie Madrox(Monoxide Child)
Now where it's going down?
Now where it's at home boy?
(Thugs and killas, axes and drug dealers)
Now where it's going down?
Now where it's at home boy?
(Represent it 'til the day that I die, for life boy)
DJ Paul
Now you gotta real nigg* comin straight
From da Black from Black Have
fkin' up the third word, you can ge-get sprayed
eyes wide shut
They never see me comin' into the back
But aces is just when I'm gunnin'
Jiggy jack jack jiggy jack will be rollin' mad car
Haters got me on the scoop but they can't get that far
You gotta try to run the world if you try to head with starts
fkin' nigg* be most fkin' be my heart, hoe
Monoxide Child
Watch you lookin' at?
I can call it from here
Been underground wit' the dirt in my eyes for many years
Do the math motherfker
You can't see the mix
We don't die, we multiply wit' the Triple 6
Merciless, territory worldwide
Ridin' down your b*tch-ass block bumpin' drive-by
Blowin' up your High Rise
And leave you trapped in the rubble
fkin' wit' us is just trouble
Jamie Madrox(Monoxide Child)
Now where it's going down?
Now where it's at home boy?
(Thugs and killas, axes and drug dealers)
Now where it's going down?
Now where it's at home boy?
(Represent it 'til the day that I die, for life boy)
Lord Infamous
Gotta get it ghetto, drop the flower petal
Pop the pistol metal, Red Rum Im head up
Im in the meadow, fkin' wit' the devil
Quote, but they call me Lord
Coked out, very paranoid
or*ys in the morn
When Three 6 is on the vocal chord
Marijuana scorched, like a torch
Full of intercourse
You gon feel the force
When the Triple 6 is on the swarm
You don't wanna play in hell
Infamous, I'm dumpin' shells
Tie you to the rail
b*tch, I'll help you make that fkin' smell
Anybody Killa
From a gangstas point of veiw
I'm asking you, how does it feel?
To have the will to grab the steal
And shoot until you kill
Anybody Killa's feelin' Twiztid wit' the Three 6
Drive-by, finger on the trigger I'm addicted (whoo, whoo!)
Where's it goin' down
I guess right here, so where ya at?
Runnin' wit' a Hatchet, Phantom floatin' in the back
We put it down for the psycho motherfkers all around
Bumpin' underground, everytime we slippin through yo town
Jamie Madrox(Monoxide Child)
Now where it's going down?
Now where it's at home boy?
(Thugs and killas, axes and drug dealers)
Now where it's going down?
Now where it's at home boy?
(Represent it 'til the day that I die, for life boy)
Now where it's going down?
Now where it's at home boy?
(Thugs and killas, axes and drug dealers)
Now where it's going down?
Now where it's at home boy?
(Represent it 'til the day that I die, for life boy)