[DJ Paul talking with gunshots in background]
Yeah, run b****. Run hoe! Ya nice m*********as!
Y'all jealous a** b******!
You know what I'ma call y'all? Some Jello n*****.
Cuz y'all jealous of us, b****.
Every m*********** in our camp ridin clean, n****.
Y'all know the m*********** score.
And this one right here is dedicated to you [censor beep].
It's dedicated to you, n****.
[Chorus: DJ Paul]x1
They wanna dress like
Wanna sound like
Wanna be like
Ride like
Get high like
Make cheese like
The m*********** Three 6, b**** you got a problem wit em?
The m*********** Three 6, hoe you got a problem wit em?
[Lord Infamous]
I'm from the part of Tennessee called SPV, Spray Pesty Varments
Catch ya busta boy, I beat em; blow em up outta his dorments
Punk a** n***** be tryin ta stick a light up under me, like some ornaments
Don't make me grab the case that's fulla the weapons and hand ya ?the bombing?
b**** ya killin me, besta be eatin some porridge, you got some courage
Punk m*********** don't make me go get that there uzi up under the storage
b******, b***** Satan waiting ???
Armageddon soldiers comin to ???
[Crunchy Black]
You trying to be like me, you can't be like me
It's hard ta be me, like them stunts on TV, g
You see me, hustlin, workin my muscle-in
Puttin my 2 cents where it can be trusted-n
You musta been a silly fool
Thinkin you could wear my shoes, d*** fool
I walked a mile, I hauked em down
I understand now, why everybody don't wanna frown
[Chorus x2]
[DJ Paul]
1 thousand: Your kid kidnapped and f***** in the mouth
2 G's: Wife never seen again, but nothin to brag about
3 thousand: Car blown up, house burnt to the ground
4 G's: Run up in ya weak a** show, lettin off rounds
5 thousand: Best friend found naked and decapitated
6 G's: Yo broke a** barried alive cuz yo a** hated
7 G's: He ain't even workin, I kill a n**** myself, dead
Catch em in tha haven put somethin hot up in his head
[Juicy J]
I'm real from the junt (junt)
Never was a punk (punk)
North Memphis bound b****, buck a** hell and crunk (crunk)
You might catch me deep (deep)
On your f***** street (street)
Buckin wit the tech-9, sweep you off yo feet (feet)
Drankin on that liquour (liquor)
Chillin wit my n***** (n*****)
Hangin on the corner, wit a f***** rusty pistol (pistol)
Step up to me hoe (hoe)
When you on that blow (blow)
I'ma (gunshots: pop pop pop, pop) till you hit tha flo (flo)
[Chorus x2]
[Koopsta Knicca]
Ahhhhh!
Please don't test the wrist or steel this
Waitin for she tell, pop, every style mystic
Pimp s***, hits never miss those red
Settin you a miss, when I spray the AK
Plus I flex-a hella gay, will you catch a boy?
Ever since a boy, always had black toy
So we ain't goin out, no punk, I'm knockin out y'all
Dead body, froze, ?hard puss in my jaw?
[Gangsta Boo]
Well all them hoes that used to be down with me
I signed a deal, made some money, now you b****** downin me?
b****** tryin ta blast at me,
or am I dreamin the m************ be after me?
Why you tryin ta be like me? You labelled as a wanna-be.
You ghetto hoes, you need to read up on this Gangsta Boo
Cuz you might find a tip, b****, that can help you.
I'm a down chick
n***** be wantin ta crown chick
Stay around chick
Whenever, however, it's goin down, b****.
[Chorus x2]
Yeah, run b****. Run hoe! Ya nice m*********as!
Y'all jealous a** b******!
You know what I'ma call y'all? Some Jello n*****.
Cuz y'all jealous of us, b****.
Every m*********** in our camp ridin clean, n****.
Y'all know the m*********** score.
And this one right here is dedicated to you [censor beep].
It's dedicated to you, n****.
[Chorus: DJ Paul]x1
They wanna dress like
Wanna sound like
Wanna be like
Ride like
Get high like
Make cheese like
The m*********** Three 6, b**** you got a problem wit em?
The m*********** Three 6, hoe you got a problem wit em?
[Lord Infamous]
I'm from the part of Tennessee called SPV, Spray Pesty Varments
Catch ya busta boy, I beat em; blow em up outta his dorments
Punk a** n***** be tryin ta stick a light up under me, like some ornaments
Don't make me grab the case that's fulla the weapons and hand ya ?the bombing?
b**** ya killin me, besta be eatin some porridge, you got some courage
Punk m*********** don't make me go get that there uzi up under the storage
b******, b***** Satan waiting ???
Armageddon soldiers comin to ???
[Crunchy Black]
You trying to be like me, you can't be like me
It's hard ta be me, like them stunts on TV, g
You see me, hustlin, workin my muscle-in
Puttin my 2 cents where it can be trusted-n
You musta been a silly fool
Thinkin you could wear my shoes, d*** fool
I walked a mile, I hauked em down
I understand now, why everybody don't wanna frown
[Chorus x2]
[DJ Paul]
1 thousand: Your kid kidnapped and f***** in the mouth
2 G's: Wife never seen again, but nothin to brag about
3 thousand: Car blown up, house burnt to the ground
4 G's: Run up in ya weak a** show, lettin off rounds
5 thousand: Best friend found naked and decapitated
6 G's: Yo broke a** barried alive cuz yo a** hated
7 G's: He ain't even workin, I kill a n**** myself, dead
Catch em in tha haven put somethin hot up in his head
[Juicy J]
I'm real from the junt (junt)
Never was a punk (punk)
North Memphis bound b****, buck a** hell and crunk (crunk)
You might catch me deep (deep)
On your f***** street (street)
Buckin wit the tech-9, sweep you off yo feet (feet)
Drankin on that liquour (liquor)
Chillin wit my n***** (n*****)
Hangin on the corner, wit a f***** rusty pistol (pistol)
Step up to me hoe (hoe)
When you on that blow (blow)
I'ma (gunshots: pop pop pop, pop) till you hit tha flo (flo)
[Chorus x2]
[Koopsta Knicca]
Ahhhhh!
Please don't test the wrist or steel this
Waitin for she tell, pop, every style mystic
Pimp s***, hits never miss those red
Settin you a miss, when I spray the AK
Plus I flex-a hella gay, will you catch a boy?
Ever since a boy, always had black toy
So we ain't goin out, no punk, I'm knockin out y'all
Dead body, froze, ?hard puss in my jaw?
[Gangsta Boo]
Well all them hoes that used to be down with me
I signed a deal, made some money, now you b****** downin me?
b****** tryin ta blast at me,
or am I dreamin the m************ be after me?
Why you tryin ta be like me? You labelled as a wanna-be.
You ghetto hoes, you need to read up on this Gangsta Boo
Cuz you might find a tip, b****, that can help you.
I'm a down chick
n***** be wantin ta crown chick
Stay around chick
Whenever, however, it's goin down, b****.
[Chorus x2]