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Three 6 Mafia Hypnotize Camp Posse We 'Bout To Ride [DJ Paul: talking] yeah nigga the mother fuckin two time two time motherfuckin champions in this bitch I got another motherfuckin gold plaque on the wall now nigga now tell me what you think about that look me in my eyes and tell me nigga bitch bitch bitch bitch hoe hoe hoe nigga [Juicy J] (background mixed through various parts of whole song) drop em in the trunk lock em in trunk real fast you'll be flying [Crunchy Black] we bout to ride on these fools cock 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 niggas that's gone play got some niggas that gone hate got some niggas that's gone dis the treal niggas on the tape but them the ones who want the streets so they start to evaporate that's why them niggas ain't around no more cause them niggas could sell no more without the Hypnotize or the Prophet nigga 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 fucked up bout no charge nigga [Juicy J] can you niggas feel my pain catch me standing in the rain holding on a rusty 2 bout to act a fuckin 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 niggas done loss they minds blame it on Coriddy and Ooh when we cock 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 cock these nines on these fools) [x4] [DJ Paul: talking] hahaha y'all niggas still don't understand nigga look around motherfucker look the fuck around you and see who you see nigga all you see is me Hypnotized C-A-M-motherfuckin-P bitch come on come on keep it coming keep it coming keep it coming [Project Pat] so you wanna try a nigga with the nine-a creep up from behind ya like the macarena shoot ya in your spine-a strap ya like a minor patch out your hizead slug bloody 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 piss off them fuckin sluts then a the streets auto traffic gonna fuck you up but now I had to tremble quick cause he bump with it got some midgets in my clizick now I'm pimping bitch my friends have brand new teams twenties hundred ain't she motherfuckin funny North Memphis come we catching everything and money home at night keep my motherfuckin 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 niggas 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 fuck happen, torture and trap them Satan is digging, Scarecrow premonition the world is ending, please make a decision [LaChat] mayn fuck that shit go get that bitch and throw her ass in my trunk that infrared net be getting her head she make more sounds and she dumped where the fuck the evidence bitch 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 cocked the .38 slug for a nigga could be my brother husband cousin fuck him I pull the trigger got no remorse wont sympathize ain't got no love in my soul don't fuck with me know who I be LaChat that murdering hoe [T-Rock] I got him running from my slugs wrath niggas 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 shit corroborate and we make you wait [Lil Pat] you's out there thinking we just bullshittin about this shit gone whined up being the very motherfucker with they wig split laying there in the corner that you cant just see me come out of now you think a nigga still playing bitch 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 fuckin trunk [Juicy J] [background mixed] drop em in the trunk lock em in trunk real fast you'll be flying |
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