Three 6 Mafia

[fox69]

"My Own Way"
(feat. Joel Madden & Benji Madden of Good Charlotte)

"My Own Way"
(feat. Joel Madden & Benji Madden of Good Charlotte)



[Intro]
Three 6 Ma-fi-UHH~! Good Charlotte
Hypnotize Minds, dat executive
Some real shit man, let's drop it
Let's go!

[Chorus: Good Charlotte]
You know I can't live my life, workin no 9 to 5
No matter what they say, I'm doin it my own way
Cause time ain't on my side, and they don't understand
Forget what people say, I'm doin it my own way

[Verse One]
So many shysters in my ears fool, tryin to pop it
On my new fame, they will put new hands in my pocket
Standin in the rain buck in hand man, about to cock it
I take another one they wanna be up out the rocket
I cain't understand why they even wanna see me broke
Wanna see me choke off my own blood from cuttin my throat
I always wanted the money fame wasn't worth my while
That's why I wore a mask on the front of "Mystic Stylez"
But one night in March, {?} my life changed in a sec
Whether for better or for worse I can't answer that yet
But I'll go to the pen before I lose my ends
Murder one, one of you hoes tryin to get me for my Benjamins

[Chorus]

[Verse Two]
In the field, it's real, slip up, get killed
Get robbed, get stuck, get messed off in a deal
These kids, are gone, on meth, and pills
That's why, I pack, I carry, the steel
I'm posted, in the hood, got green, I'm good
Trap house, no doubt, is where, I stood
Got guap, got hot, 'til shop, got popped
These snitches, time cuts, it won't, ever stop
The times ain't gon' change change long as cocaine 'caine
Goes up the nose nose fries a nigga brain brain
See 'em in the mornin time tryin to catch a train train
Back out on the block (block) doin the same thang thang

[Chorus]

[Good Charlotte]
Whoahhhhhhhh...

 

[fox69]

"My Own Way (Remix)"
(feat. Good Charlotte)

"My Own Way (Remix)"
(feat. Good Charlotte)



[Intro]
Three 6 Ma-fi-UHH! (whoahh-ohh) Good Charlotte
Hypnotize Minds, dat executive (wooo!)
Some real shit man, let's drop it
Let's go!

[Chorus: Good Charlotte]
You know I can't live my life, workin no 9 to 5
No matter what they say, I'm doin it my own way
Cause time ain't on my side, and they don't understand
Forget what people say, I'm doin it my own way

[Verse One (Good Charlotte)]
So many shysters in my ears fool, tryin to pop it
On my new fame, they will put new hands in my pocket
Standin in the rain buck in hand man, about to cock it
I take another one they wanna be up out the rocket
I cain't understand why they even wanna see me broke (whoahh-ohh)
Wanna see me choke off my own blood from cuttin my throat
I always wanted the money; fame wasn't worth my while
That's why I wore a mask on the front of "Mystic Stylez" (doin it my own way)
But one night in March, {?} my life changed in a sec
Whether for better or for worse I can't answer that yet
But I'll go to the pen before I lose my ends
Murder one, one of you hoes tryin to get me for my Benjamins

[Chorus]

[Verse Two (Good Charlotte)]
Real talk!
In the field, it's real, slip up, get killed
Get robbed, get stuck, get messed off in a deal
These kids, are gone, on meth, and pills
That's why, I pack, I carry, the steel
I'm posted, in the hood, got green, I'm good (whoahh-ohh)
Trap house, no doubt, is where, I stood
Got guap, got hot, 'til shop, got popped
These snitches, time cuts, it won't, ever stop (doin it my own way)
The times ain't gon' change change long as cocaine 'caine
Goes up the nose nose fries a nigga brain brain
See 'em in the mornin time tryin to catch a train train
Back out on the block block doin the same thang thang

[Chorus]

[Good Charlotte]
Whoahhhhhhhh...
Doin it my own way [fades out]

 

[fox69]

"Mystic Styles"

"Mystic Styles"


[DJ Paul]
Ah yea,
We finna get ready to bump that smoked out, loced out, part two,
mystic stylez, 3-6 mafia in da hoe,
We finna do that dat sheeeeeit...

[Chorus]

Mafia...

[Playa Fly]
Bustaz get so dazed and amazed
Theres Lil' Fly's chance
Memories of smoked out loced out puffed out as them demons dance
Playaz lookin' wild
Stole our style
Devils in me so
Fly can get so violent
Bustas silent when I'm on that blow
Enhance my skills to make me treal
Treal enough to kill at will
Will I kill you
Fly will peel you off da map that's all so real
Don't you mothasuckas often wonder what to call this shit
Ummmm, call it mystic stylez cause fly sytles so mystic bitch

[MC Mack]
The pimpin' mack is kickin' with the click that's known as Triple 6
Don't bar no lemon busta niggas we dont love 'em
In a trunk is where I stuff 'em
Suckas run they liquor I deliver nigga hollow thangs
Ain't got no feelings when im killin' cluckers busta duck for cover
I come with a chrome y'all can makin' hoes pay the cost
Infared to ya head full of lead yawkin' lames
You can betcha by the dollar that I'm spittin' game
Niggas underestimate my pimpin' but mackin' but trippin' sprayin'
Layin' skanky bitches to the canvas and bustas can I man

[Koopsta Knicca]
Mystic Styles of the ancient mutalations
Torture chambers filled with corpses in my basement
Feel the rath of the fuckin' devilition
Three 6 Mafia creation decending

[Gangsta Boo]
With my styles I slit
Yo body bitch
That I will chop to pieces
No fuckin' clue to da 5.0 click
No fuckin' witnesses an...
They only saw da mask of Jason that I had on my face
The scandalous bitch is so-so slick that why I got away safe
I blaze da bunt up in da air just to relax and get high
Da moon is full and all I see is 6-6-6 in da sky
The Three 6 Mafia
tha devils daughter bitch is so wild
Whateva you bitches are doin' you cannot compare to my mystic style

[LaChat]
I'm creepin' up on these hoes with the muthafuckin' shotgun
A nigga wit tha 9's showin' these bitches they can't get none
Woopin' and dumpin' and stompin' and doggin' these bitches wit anamosity
Pimpin' and breakin' and cakin' these niggas
Cause these hoes can't fuck wit me
LaChat got tha gat
Creepin' up from tha back
Chrome tone now it's on
Neva love a nigga joan
Cause I'm a crazy bitch cuttin' off niggas dicks
Man hoe takin' these niggas gotta keep it rich
Bitches be runnin' they mouth about this female they dont know about
Suckas be talkin' that shit I'm puttin' these funky niggas on da house

[Chruncy Black]
Mystic Styles in my head as I smoke on a blunt
Yo Crunchy Black da deamons child has a mean ass stun
I had to buck you off runnin' yo mouth with tha weak ass shit
You need to keep it closed
Trick before you get yo wig split
A candle light the demon night is what it have to be
Another problem for tha folks on Unsolved Mysteries
Ya thought I was dead
Naw instead I just faked on yo ass
And now I'm back wit that mask and I'm ready to blast

[Koopsta Knicca]
Now tell me somthing has emerged
Legions of demons
(cas a nigga finna)
Rip 'em in plenty trick
(for a date with my smith & wesson)
Bitch you living
Now you cowards waitin' to bite our fuckin' style
Rip his legs
Cut him down
Bitch with mass up in his town
Niggas bout to break ya somethin' off up in that house of torture
Steppin' to that Koopsta bitch
(da wicked witch or horror)
Horror da chambers that tame us
They came up
To feed off your soul fool be livin' ya anger
Now ya lifes in danger

[Lord Infamous]
Evil...
Notice the murderous vocalist
Infamous rippin' up all of your hoe shit
Approachin Da Scarecrow'll butchure and
Tearin' up niggas wit double edge
Lyrical thought as they go the lyrical legacy
Let the Lord Infamous light up da melody
Every nigga that try to compare with the
Triple 6 Mafia walkin' to therapy
When you walk throught the wilderness
Be very quiet Lord Infamous might be out stalkin'
I suggest you watch out for the voodoo cultures
Make up The Scarecrow is out there ya only for huntin'
Special thanks to my brother Bill Dunigan
Rest in Peace he taught me bout these mean streets
So therefore nigga you dont wanna come deal with the mafia
We'll drop you deep down beneath
The killa imperial black miracle from the bloody pacific
Scarecrow will flow to the end of infinity
With the style thats mystic

[Juicy "J"]
Deep when we creep
Take yo last breath
Roll up yo tombstone
Smoke a blunt of death
Beware
The juice'll leave ya fuckin' hoes in terror
And scared of the Mystic Styles of them 3-6 devils
Who eva step up to this click then ya doomed
Cruise wit my harpoon
Straight through yo heart fool
Soon I'll have you in tha trance
Swearin hearin' evil chants
Two knifes stuck down in my pants
Bustas do not stand a chance

[DJ Paul]
See Im'ma cold hearted killa like murderer Al Kapone
Strong as thousand mile winds quick to break ya bones
A glock 19, 95 i cause ya early death
Ya walkin' Triple 6 streets so foo watch ya step
We all about makin' that cheese we gotta stay straight mane
Robbin' and workin' these hoes foo it aint no thang
I even got virgins servin' for me in some otha nations
Pimpin' so hard that I got locked for some tax evasion
Killas & theves is all I ever had the pleasure to meet
A rusty ass tec 9'll make ya hit ya knee
I'm tryin to keep from blastin' off my muthafuckin' balls
By da one in da chamber of da glock I got in my draws
I got my cap to the side
Watchin' my fuckin' back
My dopes across the street in the grass when I'm sweatin the track
Satan worshipper
The thug I be my profile read my file
I be enemy child for a while within' a Mystic Style

Aww yea it's like this for da 95'
Just like last year
You cant fuck wit us...
Beeeooooooooooootch!

Butt-Head: Hehe, you dumbass
[Beavis & Butt-Head laughing]

[Juicy "J"]
Yeah Juicy "J" aka da juice up in this bitch and I'm out

[Playa Fly]
Yea, thiz Lil' Fly up in this mothafucka
Straight from funkytown hoe

[Gangsta Boo]
Gangsta Boo up in this mu-fucka you know what I'm sayin'
Kickin' these satanic verses I'm out hoe

[laughing]

[LaChat]
This LaChat up in this mu-fucka tellin all these hoes to take they
ana to tha floo I'm out

[Koopsta Knicca]
Yeah, Koopsta Knicca up in this bitch with that midevil shit

[DJ Paul]
Yeah, DJ Paul up in this muthafucka
Da killaman-prophet entertainment in this hoe

[Lord Infamous]
Lord Infamous, Da Scrarecrow in this muthafucka
Tha mystical one nigga

 

[fox69]

"N 2 Deep"

"N 2 Deep"


[Chorus x2]
I'm in it to deep to get out now
They always told me death was the only way out
I'm sittin' up all night
I can't ever rest my head
How will my family take it if i ended up dead

[lord infamous]
There was a man who approached me every night
When i was reasting fast asleep
He tried to get into my mind
And he promised me power beyond my wildest dreams
He said he could take me away from the suffering, begging, and life of
A teen
So i had to agree
Theres one catch you must worship throughout the centuries
But i really didn't know he'd be better off
I'm tired of the pain and the crew my brother
He game me things
He promised me
But i got no need i will suffer forever
I'm tired of wrong brotherless powers are much to strong
Oh so bad i want to move on
But if i do my soul is gone
Liars (??) hatas, all murderas, adulterers, and thieves
What you don't know
Is that you're walkin' in the same shoes with me

[koopsta knicca]
(??) for seekin' is all i see
He sit close to me
He said victoria secrets
Fills up the air
Perfume smells so fucked up
Auick right here with a stare
Buck doggystyle then the chair
Turned her on her stomach as she
Moanin' from the motion
If you ready for this to get (??)
Koop finna to come a little bit closer
Rolled her on her chest before the sound went pop
Then i reached for my heart
Oh my god koopsta just been robbed
I hope you feel me
I'm playin' naked
Lookin' at the ceilin'
And bloddy me just hear more (?) from the koopstas

[Chorus x1]

[gangsta boo]
I'm in it to deep
To escapre this kind of drama
Got crossers, playa hatas, and fakers, that equals problems
Today in this day and time
You can't read nobody's mind
These smiles turn to frowns
When they see a playa on the rise
On top of the world
Just a lookin' down and laughin' at'cha
I'll never be popular
Like that 2pac "i ain't mad at'cha"
So baby beware
This game of life is like do or die
It's hell on this earth
The only thing that's missin' is the fire
Come on baby tell me is it something that your eyes can't see
Or are you just blind
To the fact that you in it too deep

[juicy j]
Yeah, i know what'cha mean
I had to stand on my ground
To get on the scene
Just me and brother down in the stuggle
Gettin' out seve on to the friends
And after dark
Deep in the park
Them doped up fiends will start
To light the pipe all through the night
I used to wonder what god
Please help the poor come off of their feet
Cuz there was nothin' to eat
Didn't want to jack or rob
A brother had to maintain the streets
Off in the projects
Wasn't lathargic
Cause i was tryin' to get out
Who can you tust
I had to be tough
I never ran my mouth
My and my crew would constantly hit the brew
A natural high
How can you make it in this world
But to try of die

[dj paul]
1991 was the year 901
Was the area code
3-8 double 1-6 was the zip
Code of all the rows of road
Now let my story be told
A yong buck droppin' on in a school house
But not to learn off in the tenth grade
Tryin't o come up at last
Like a total outcast
Off all them songs i done made
Bumpin' my underground tapes
Up and down the hall
The dj paul wasn't no damn thang
But then my dogs
Tony and shista asked me to join a gang
Theat ain't me man
But hangin' around them fools
I had to get down and join a click, see
Cause i made so many enemies
From the clicks off in my city
Now if i told you what gang it was
Then to you i will seem more than down
But if i told you what gang i'm in
I can only do a show off in my own town
But it's all goody good
Much love to the thugs in my hood
And in my city much respect
I'm wit'cha for life
And as you could bet
We lights one up today

[Chorus...till fade]

 

[fox69]

"Neighborhood Hoe"

"Neighborhood Hoe"


It was one saturday night in june now i clearly remember
I seen this whore that i met in december
The bitch didn't wanna give me no play
But she heard us at the concert the other day
Now the shit about to fall in place
I just seen her rode bye with a smile on her face
Tiltin my hat makin sure it's in place
Hopin i'll be the next nigga to taste her pace
That motherfuckin lot round the strip grippin on my dick haters don't
Trip
Got a muthfuckin 40 cal in the spot ready for a nigga that think i'm
Gone slip
Chevy thang, slow, clean, chrome face, glod d's
Bitches ridin up in my shit man i'm tellin these hoes please
I had to speak to soon her comes a hoe
Nigga she got game
First thing she ask me was whats my name
And i'm ridin in that chevy thang
She knows goddamn well who i am
But since she wanna playa hate in response i was tellin the hoe my name
Was davante
Swing now the muthafucka ditchin
Playa like me tryin to get down in it
Gotta keep it key low with the hoe
In the muthafuckin "pala with the windows tinted playa
I got this wild and bout it bitch
Just give me two days to hit the shit
Beter get your exercise on the third day
Prophet posse gonna take care ya

 

[fox69]

"Nine To Yo Dome"

"Nine To Yo Dome"


Nine to your
Nine to your
Nine to your
Nine to your
Nine to your dome hoe
Nine to your dome hoe
Nine to your
Nine to your
Nine to your
Nine to your
Nine to your
Nine to your

[Chorus]
Nine to your dome hoe whatcha gonna do bitch
Nine to your dome whatcha whatcha gona do bitch
Nine to your dome hoe whatcha gonna do bitch
Nine to your dome whatcha whatcha gona do bitch
Nine to your dome hoe whatcha gonna do bitch
Nine to your dome whatcha whatcha gona do bitch
Nine to your dome hoe whatcha gonna do bitch
Nine to your dome whatcha whatcha gona do bitch

The motherfuckin south is in the house foe the nine fo
Memphis niggaz, nigga and we killas who gon run the floor
One of you hoes step
One of you hoes gonna die bitch
Aint no thang
Civil and plain bang
In your eye bitch
Tricky type ass niggaz
Always wanna flex they nuts
But they gonna get fucked
With this nine
Stuck up they butt
Unload this whole damn clip up in your ass hoe
Naw, its to late to squash the shit
I'm gonna blast hoe
Fuck the five O
And the motherfuckin jumpin grass
Searching a real nigga in his draws
Like they ass a fag
Get yo god damn hands of a real one
Just before I make you feel the bullets from my steal some
Big ass cop think I'm playin
But I'm from tha hood
North Memphis hoe
Yeah rank it bitch Hollywood
Ready and prepared
That's the exit que to
With my tone
Whatcha gonna do
When my nine crones at your dome
Bitches

[Chorus]

Nine motherfuckin millimeter
Aint no tradin hoe
This some real shit
Street shit
Lettin sucker know
If yo ass step
Go head make me pull the triger
Fuckin with me dawg
You gonna make me catch a charge nigga
Figga out a way
With these holla points (?) tips
Slip, trip, cock back, quick
Then I shoot a bitch
Aint no damn fuckin around
13 rounds at your head
Aim point blank
At your face
Makin sure your dead
Headed to my motherfuckn ride
Dichin evidence
Mask on, lotces on
Headed to my residence
Consequences
They accur when you talkin smack
Thinkin you the big man
But you betta watch your back
Rat tat tat tat
With the sound of the tech nine
Take this trick bitch ass nigga tryin to take mine
(Oh naw man I aint gonna take yours)
(Aint nothing like that dog you know what I'm sayin)
Nine to yo fuckin dome bitch

[Chorus - Till fade]

 

[fox69]

"No I'm Not Dat Nigga"
(feat. Juicy J)

"No I'm Not Dat Nigga"
(feat. Juicy J)



[Chorus x2]
No I'm not that nigga that be hugged up with you, but
I'm tha one walkin away
With your mouth on my nuts

[Juicy J]
Let's take a trip to east high
And talk about a bitch
Who claims she's a model
But I think I heard she suckin dick
Always talkin bout what she can and gonna do
But I prefer the freaky bitch to lay me down and chill
If a nigga see you in a hallway they all say
Put the hoe out the house out the way
Juicy J is the type a nigga that your hoes don't wanna dis
White Haven target bitch
Take a sip of my piss
And to that other stupid bitch that go to Ferly
With the natural curly
Who was and giving non of that burly
Come to my crib and maybe yet you can come to the hideout
And let a nigga fuck it inside
(I gotta) Come in my shorts
Dog with gold fangs in the strip
Searching for a girl who works at Captain Dee's
Talkin shit who said I did nothin for her mayn
You's a fuckin slut
I'm not that nigga that be wit cha all hugged up
Bitch

[Chorus]

[Juicy J]
Freaky thing to these hoe's
Think they cold
Gold diggers
Always on a niggaz nuts
Always try to juice a nigga
(Buy me this, Buy me that)
Bitch I can't buy you jack
But I got these
For a broom and some Jimmy hats
If you wanna play around and tease
I don't want the cat
Dropped her off
Called up another fuckin hood rat
This is the girl
My nigga said had a deadly fight
Lights took them drunk
As the skunk comes out at night
Creepin through Cherokee
Real slow low key
Standin in the driveway
Now its time for a nigga like me
To get the bitch to do me up
Chew me up
Real sweet
Slob on the knob
You niggaz know the master piece
Once again
On the hoe stroll
Tryin to lay hoe
To a stupid dike lookin bitch
23 years old
Working at Sam's Type Casino
Maybe lady luck
But I'm not that nigga that be with you all huged up

[Chorus - Till Fade]

 

[fox69]

"North Memphis Area"

"North Memphis Area"


North Memphis
North Memphis
North Memphis
North Memphis area
Southern South barrier
North Memphis
North Memphis
North Memphis
North Memphis
North Memphis area
Southern South barrier
North Memphis area
Southern South barrier
North Memphis area
Southern South barrier
North Memphis area
Southern South barrier
North Memphis
North Memphis
North Memphis
North Memphis
North Memphis area
Southern South barrier
North Memphis area
Southern South barrier
North Memphis area
Southern South barrier
North Memphis
North Memphis
North Memphis
North Memphis
Rat tat tat
Rat tat tat
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North Memphis area
Southern South barrier
North Memphis area
Southern South barrier
North Memphis area
Southern South barrier
North Memphis
North Memphis
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North Memphis
North Memphis area
Southern South barrier
North Memphis area
Southern South barrier
North Memphis area
Southern South barrier
North Memphis area
Southern South barrier
North Memphis area
Southern South barrier
North Memphis area
Southern South barrier
North Memphis area
Southern South barrier
North Memphis area
Southern South barrier
Don't Don't Don't fuck with me
But if a sucka think North Memphis are psychos
You betta hide or somethin
Cause we tossin dynamite
Rat tat tat
Rat tat tat

 

[fox69]

"Now I'm Hi Pt. 3"

"Now I'm Hi Pt. 3"


[Chorus]
Triple 6
Triple triple 6 smoked out
Now i'm high
Feelin' high
Mained on my doggy style

[Playa Fly]
Fly so high in funkytown
Mega blunts I gotta smoke
snowin', sneezin', coughin', chiefin'
Blowin' heavy holy dope
Playa fuckin' rest
By that funk
Crunk by onion weed
Don't you think you higher than Lil Fly
Till you snote that P
P-funk got me goin'
Hoe blowin' on montana pack
Blunt just put me under
But that snizote put me back on track
Bustas blinded by my smoke
How you like my smokin' screen
Playa got that evil grin and tonin' got me lookin' mean
Fly got swishers full of blink
Time to snort a white hoe bitch
Next she tell me Fly dont need it but Fly say
Mane fuck that shit
Suckers fill my atmosphere
Hoe you should know open your ear
Groupie bitches hypnotized by devil shit you hate to hear
Standin in the shower full of powder coca fuckin' cain
Hour by the hour ain't no coward cause I'm blowin' man
If you say I'm sprung
Body numb
Triple 6 and Fly
Funkytown Fly bound and now I know you know im really high

[Chorus]

[Gangsta Boo]
Smoked out loced out killas
Aint takin' nothin' from you niggas
So back the fuck up before the devil daughter click a
On you lemons just like a muthafuckin' trigger hoe
Hoe its on this shit is on its on now hit the fuckin' floor
Oh my god I hear some voices tellin' me to kill
Is it them Triple 6 niggas mane is that shit for real
Tha Jason mask
On your ass
When I'm gonna blast
Your soul I'll take
The ground will shake as I begin to laugh
I light the candle sticks a crucifix about to take place
The Devils Daughter
Gangsta Boo is out to catch a case
Niggas be talkin' about the gangsta hoe
I must be on your mind
Stupid bitch
I have to thank you with a loaded glizzock nine
You know I'm comin'
Don't you go runnin' to your fuckin' nigga
A trigger happy bitch the mind of a fuckin' killa
You think I'm shakin' hell naw bitch
You wanna test
My fuckin' pimpin' if you want to filla
Some hollow points up in your chest

[Chorus]

[Lord Infamous]
Spooky midnight has fallen and now the moon is like lit up
Like much of the herb
The indos creating illusion my thoughts of confusion
My vision is blurred
The aroma of the marijuana
The black of the smoke changing into black clouds
Deep down in the dungeons
My darkness of demonic secrets finally aroused
Your soul is horrified
It's falling from the sky
The Three 6 anti-christ
Bloody seven seas
The blackness in my eyes
I hear an angel crie
Now I lay down to die
Come and burn with me
In Scarecrows passed life
I feel kinks an I ruled by the spilling of blood fleshing guts
Now I'm back and im more murderous
And I'm known as that mad nigga named Lord Infamous
The Scarecrow could never come deeper
The flow if I wasn't so full of that dope you know
Triple 6 blownin' that weed and we keepin'
The scene and the sterile all in us
And the lights of the dim and we grab the
We pappin' the bone and
We take all that smoke to our lungs
A nigga got love for the bud
And I'm smokin it up until ?
When I'm getting crushed by the shotgun and smokin'
Like it until da break of dawn
Seriously circulating while the devil was takin'
The souls of my sinister wand

 

[fox69]

"O.V."
(feat. Lord Infamous)

"O.V."
(feat. Lord Infamous)



[Lord Infamous - talking]
Yeah, Lord Infamous ,back in this thang, the scarecrow, keyser soze
You know in memphis, we got this lil saying, when somebody tryna cross then
flodgin, high cappin'
We got this lil thing we call OV nigga, that means its over

[Lord Infamous]
Fuck with this super thug and get drugged
Sweep your bodyparts under the rug
Burry this butcher knife deep in yo guts
Make you a nice warm blanket of mud
You fools aint learned to see the rear burn
Hollow point hit you so hard your body turned
You have been advised dont fuck with wise guys
Hypnotize Rydaz 4,5 clips surprize
I know your click is full of wussies
When you walk by you smell like pussies
You niggaz aint killa to fuck with godzilla
Monsters, Villans fo real and cap peelaz
Perpetrate ,tough ,and get fucked up quick
Whipped like a bitch and shot in the dick
Infamous, And your neck I will Squeeze boy
Come play wit me, ull see its OV, Over

[Hook x2]
Wanna run up on me its OV
Test the H C to the P its OV
Get these bullets on GP its On Me
Better drop down to your knees its OV

[Lord Infamous]
So all you niggaz join gangs because your weak alone
Catch you by yo self yo ass ol' get gone
Run up in the door high jack you in yo home
Tie your ass up and beat ya wit the phone
You dont wanna feel the force of the tone
Smack ya in the face and crack your jaw bone
Hit this cocaine and do yo ass wrong
Like a 1 in 1, put 2 to yo dome
Glock, Smith and Wessen, Luga and Rugaaa
Will make sure you have no future
Cock back the hammer and close your pupils
Lord wit the sword is very crucial
Hands in the air yo ass best not move
Dont make me walk on yo ass wit these boots
Lord of the hood, I got the crossbolt
Bulls eye bitch arrow in yo throat

[Hook 2x]

[Lord Infamous]
Beat,Rob, Break, Murder, Erase
Dont run, there-is-no-escape
Bullets-hit-you right in the face
Im-not-scared-to catch a case
Slugz, hoes, blood- all on yo clothes
Who'll die next
Nobody Knows
Insain- mane -takin a drain
Bitch I-will-empty-yo vains
I -do -not -feel -no- remorse
Blow-your-mammy ass off the porch
Slap-yo-punk-ass-all-around
You-got-2 days-to leave town
Niggaz-got-they-dick in the dust
Style-kick-and shot the fuck up
45s, 9s, and the grenades
Blow-yo-bitch-right off the stage

[Hook 2x]
OV Nigga, Over [4x]