| Lyrics: | (feat. The Hypnotize)
[DJ Paul]
The most dangerous posse song
ever
It's going down, Hypnotize Camp Posse
You did this nigga, shit talkin
You wanna
talk about something nigga
Talk about how many hoes, clothes and bank rolls we got
Who we
got in here: Juicy J, Lil Wyte, Frayser Boy, Crunchy Black
Lord Infamous and me DJ Paul the King
of Memphis
[Juicy J]
Nigga we some maniacs, fuckin up our brainiacs
Breakin down
some dope, wit a razor boy remember that
Crop a mix with Smilax
Take a gun and cock it
back
Now I'm bout to blow my brains out cause I dont give a shit
Hope you give a nigga
reason to want ya
The bigger gun the better
The more shit you talk, the more blood the
sweata'
The plane crashes, the devil, the anthrax, the letters
Forgot about the peddlers, we
still in it together
[Crunchy Black]
Let me introduce myself, my fuckin nigga
I'ma
be the one to pull that fuckin trigga
I'ma be the one thats sent to fuckin getcha
You better
watch out cause ill paint a picture
A pretty little picture now how a nigga getcha
Lock you
in the trunk and take care of my business
Paul and Juicy sent me so you know its big
business
C.B. nigga aint leavin no witness
[DJ Paul]
Yeah, make me a believer
nigga
Make some shit this bumpin you fuckin wannabes, Lord roll!
[Lord Infamous]
I
am the predator you are the prey
You play the target, Lord play the gage
You play bitches
and I mack hoes
You run from niggaz, I find the snub nose
I come from 3 6 picture platinum
clique
And you cant sell three copies of your shit
You smoke garbage weed, and cheap packs a
blow
You own a vehicle, pick up the Scarecro |
