Tryin to build a clique like the hypnotize camp
Hope you give a nigga reason to want ya, the bigger gun the better
Three Six fuckin' Mafia not these damn hoes
To hell with all that cryin' now, nigga we gonna get it on
Who we got in here?
Y'all can't fuck with this
Talk about how many hoes, clothes and bank rolls we got
Y'all can't fuck with this
Infared got ya scared in protective custody
Quit ya muthafuckin' hatin' playin' all your petty games
The way you ran your mouth, you should've known to have the fuckin' tone
Put you in the fuckin' car, hoe, and we gon' take you home
You own a vehicle, pick up the Scarecrow
Lyrically copyrighted all my shit, and plus I'll fuck you up
I'm knowin' it wouldn't work so I just sit back
Too many niggaz that's wantin' they own office
I am the predator you are the prey
And watch how the trains just runs off the track
HCP blowin' your lights out like a candle, bitch
You play the target, Lord play the gage
You niggaz gotta realize who got the city owned
Beat you with that yawk, dead center across your damn dome
You wanna talk about something nigga
Forgot about the peddlers, we still in it together
You did this nigga, shit talkin'
Frayser Boy, cockin' toy, ya'll don't wanna fuck with me
Crop a mix with Smilax, take a gun and cock it back
Swear you have the right plan but you had the wrong mans
The plane crashes, the Devil, the anthrax, the letters
Danger, you muthafuckas wanted a war bitch, then I'ma bring it on
'Cause it be to many loses, to many bosses
The Unbreakables, the most hateable, the unescapeables
Juicy J, Lil Wyte, Frayser Boy, Crunchy Black
I come from 3 6 picture platinum clique
I'ma be the one to pull that fuckin' trigga
The same way your skull started dentin 'cause we beat it long you niggaz
Ya chest pumped out, mouth talkin' that shit
C.B. nigga, ain't leavin' no witness
You don,t want to have to cross the path a killers when you on the streets
Time to bust a nigga head, we aren't hesitateable
The more shit you talk, the more blood the sweata'
I'm from the Bay, I'ma show you how a nigga beat a bitch
A pretty little picture, now how a nigga getcha
Beggin' from beginning, man winnin' 'cause our camp is strong
Make some shit this bumpin you fuckin' wannabes, Lord roll
Breakin' down some dope, wit a razor boy remember that
If you wanted to ride my nuts that bad you should've asked me man
HCP got WYT to the E and that's just how it be
Now I'm 'bout to blow my brains out 'cause I don't give a shit
Nigga we some maniacs, fuckin' up our brainiacs
Well I'm about to rich rip a hole in the industry, holdin' my energy
Givin you one warning change your name before I get your crunk
Lord Infamous and me, DJ Paul the King of Memphis
Lock you in the trunk and take care of my business
And you can't sell three copies of your shit
You run from niggaz, I find the snub nose
You better watch out 'cause I'll paint a picture
Time to damage shit, no understandin' this, you know you scandalous
Catch you in these fuckin' streets, boy and I'ma point the chrome
I'ma be the one that's sent to fuckin' getcha
Wasn't about to let it, but you had to come testin' me
Paul and Juicy sent me, so you know it's big business
Yeah, make me a believer nigga
Y'all can't fuck with this
You smoke garbage weed, and cheap packs a blow
Let me introduce myself, my fuckin' nigga
You play bitches and I mack hoes
