I'm staying crunk I'm plenty drunk I can't be barrin' you b******
I'm staying crunk I'm plenty drunk I can't be barrin' you b******
These boys ain't wild I'll f*** them cowards stick them b****** for riches
[DJ Paul]
My n**** silent night, deadly night
That's when I start when I start creepin' like a hitman
Scope my man then I toss the dynamite
b****** yall ain't got the guns
b****** yall ain't got the funds
f*****' around with Three to Six I'll make you n***** duck and run
Hoes this ain't no game I'm playin'
I'm sayin', I'm fed up with you boys
Crunchy catch that trick back on that-ways he still remeber them punks
Straight hoe n****, flat broke n****
Make his eyes close I drop you n***** like I drop my hoes
[Gangsta Boo]
I say we marchin' and steppin', plenty weapons we packin'
Why you haters be lackin' always dissin' with rappin'
How you b**pin' our s*** then you turn around an you diss?
You wouldn't want to step we been in this s*** you rookie b****
Let me see who it be..shh pysch boy
I ain't sayin your name you know who you are Lil' Boy
In my time I saw faces, people of shades and races
People nail me to crosses like I'm Jesus you Satan
I'm staying crunk I'm plenty drunk I can't be barrin' you b******
I'm staying crunk I'm plenty f***** I can't be barrin' you b******
I'm staying crunk I'm plenty drunk I can't be barrin' you b******
These boys ain't wild I'll f*** them cowards stick them b****** for riches
[Juicy J]
Now I ain't f***** up bout these n***** dissin'
Cause a n**** givin these blessings
See you like a dog you fetching, starin at a f*****' weapon
Know your momma taught you better, never try to diss a player
Maybe I can kill you now or stall around and kill you later
Probably I should call the boys
Tell them to bring them toys
We gonna bust them b****** and fold them up like aluminium foil
And keep loadin them guns
Takin em one by one
Throwin' up sets and snappin' necks until the job is done
[Lord Infamous]
Take em' on a lyrical holocaust
Infamous is just our mafia boss
n**** walk around with his head blown off
Call me the wicked a** lord of farce
n**** one look and get his a** ripped apart
Infamous c**e has got no heart
Coming through the hoe ain't no m*********** boss
Fall to the earth ?
Hoes be froze in a permanent dose
These b****** blow me outta their clothes
Call me the n**** with the dirty nose
That will unload a 44 up to the foes
Ain't no playin with you m*********** hoes
Let's throw that rope but you hoes don't know
But the infamous know you
So and So and Toe and Toe I take the flow
I'm staying crunk I'm plenty drunk I can't be barrin' you b******
I'm staying crunk I'm plenty f***** I can't be barrin' you b******
I'm staying crunk I'm plenty drunk I can't be barrin' you b******
These boys ain't wild I'll f*** them cowards stick them b****** for riches
[Koopsta Knicca]
Ahh... ? dress up on my head see, heard dat?
Ask m***********' scared n**** hell yeah
Jumped up out the bed cause no sofa bed b**** ya heard?
? 4 clickas ain't going out like no b****
Ain't no ? out this place like that fog up in my face
Ain't no rollin' like no sissy
Ain't no busta b****, OK?
Grab that gat c***ed and handle like they think that I'm crazed
So hit in their the face like a third grader on acid
I'm staying crunk I'm plenty drunk I can't be barrin' you b******
I'm staying crunk I'm plenty f***** I can't be barrin' you b******
I'm staying crunk I'm plenty drunk I can't be barrin' you b******
These boys ain't wild I'll f*** them cowards stick them b****** for riches
I'm staying crunk I'm plenty drunk I can't be barrin' you b******
These boys ain't wild I'll f*** them cowards stick them b****** for riches
[DJ Paul]
My n**** silent night, deadly night
That's when I start when I start creepin' like a hitman
Scope my man then I toss the dynamite
b****** yall ain't got the guns
b****** yall ain't got the funds
f*****' around with Three to Six I'll make you n***** duck and run
Hoes this ain't no game I'm playin'
I'm sayin', I'm fed up with you boys
Crunchy catch that trick back on that-ways he still remeber them punks
Straight hoe n****, flat broke n****
Make his eyes close I drop you n***** like I drop my hoes
[Gangsta Boo]
I say we marchin' and steppin', plenty weapons we packin'
Why you haters be lackin' always dissin' with rappin'
How you b**pin' our s*** then you turn around an you diss?
You wouldn't want to step we been in this s*** you rookie b****
Let me see who it be..shh pysch boy
I ain't sayin your name you know who you are Lil' Boy
In my time I saw faces, people of shades and races
People nail me to crosses like I'm Jesus you Satan
I'm staying crunk I'm plenty drunk I can't be barrin' you b******
I'm staying crunk I'm plenty f***** I can't be barrin' you b******
I'm staying crunk I'm plenty drunk I can't be barrin' you b******
These boys ain't wild I'll f*** them cowards stick them b****** for riches
[Juicy J]
Now I ain't f***** up bout these n***** dissin'
Cause a n**** givin these blessings
See you like a dog you fetching, starin at a f*****' weapon
Know your momma taught you better, never try to diss a player
Maybe I can kill you now or stall around and kill you later
Probably I should call the boys
Tell them to bring them toys
We gonna bust them b****** and fold them up like aluminium foil
And keep loadin them guns
Takin em one by one
Throwin' up sets and snappin' necks until the job is done
[Lord Infamous]
Take em' on a lyrical holocaust
Infamous is just our mafia boss
n**** walk around with his head blown off
Call me the wicked a** lord of farce
n**** one look and get his a** ripped apart
Infamous c**e has got no heart
Coming through the hoe ain't no m*********** boss
Fall to the earth ?
Hoes be froze in a permanent dose
These b****** blow me outta their clothes
Call me the n**** with the dirty nose
That will unload a 44 up to the foes
Ain't no playin with you m*********** hoes
Let's throw that rope but you hoes don't know
But the infamous know you
So and So and Toe and Toe I take the flow
I'm staying crunk I'm plenty drunk I can't be barrin' you b******
I'm staying crunk I'm plenty f***** I can't be barrin' you b******
I'm staying crunk I'm plenty drunk I can't be barrin' you b******
These boys ain't wild I'll f*** them cowards stick them b****** for riches
[Koopsta Knicca]
Ahh... ? dress up on my head see, heard dat?
Ask m***********' scared n**** hell yeah
Jumped up out the bed cause no sofa bed b**** ya heard?
? 4 clickas ain't going out like no b****
Ain't no ? out this place like that fog up in my face
Ain't no rollin' like no sissy
Ain't no busta b****, OK?
Grab that gat c***ed and handle like they think that I'm crazed
So hit in their the face like a third grader on acid
I'm staying crunk I'm plenty drunk I can't be barrin' you b******
I'm staying crunk I'm plenty f***** I can't be barrin' you b******
I'm staying crunk I'm plenty drunk I can't be barrin' you b******
These boys ain't wild I'll f*** them cowards stick them b****** for riches