调：Bb minor•
Verse 1
{DJ Paul: talking}
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
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and tell me nigga bitch bitch bitch bitch
Verse 2
various
parts of whole song)
drop em in the trunk lock em in trunk real
Verse 3
fast you'll be flying
Ebm
{Crunchy Black}
we bout to ride on these fools cock these
nines on these fools (x2)
{DJ Paul} like thisssssssssss
Verse 4
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
Verse 5
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 want to 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
Verse 6
him in the river
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{[DJ Paul] Crunchy Black}
[They try to]
we bout to ride on these fools cock these nines
on these fools (x4)
Verse 7
Ebm
{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 see- A- M-
motherfuckin- P bitch
come on come on keep it coming keep
Verse 8
it coming keep it coming
Ebm
{Project Pat}
so you want to 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
Verse 9
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
Verse 10
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
Verse 11
{Lord Infamous} don't make me get ignorant,
Ebm
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
Verse 12
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 won't sympathize
ain't got no love in my soul
don't fuck with me know
who I be
LaChat that murdering hoe
Verse 13
Ebm
{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
Verse 14
we just bullshittin
Ebm
about this shit gone whined up being
the very motherfucker with they wig split
laying there in the corner
that you can't just see me come out of
now you think a nigga still playing
bitch what's up 'cause
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)
Verse 15
Ebm
drop em in
the trunk lock em in trunk real
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