[DJ Paul and Juicy J]
I'm bout to blow them boys as* off
(Whatcha niggas wanna do?)
I'm bout to blow them boys as* off
(Talkin all that f**kin shit)
I'm bout to blow them boys as* off
(Coward as* bit*hes)
I'm bout to blow them boys as* off
(Whatcha niggas wanna do?)
I'm bout to blow them boys as* off
(Talkin all that f**king shit)
I'm bout to blow them boys as* off
(Fighting niggas over a bit*h)
I'm bout to blow them boys as* off
(f**k you motherf**kin hoes)
I'm bout to blow them boys as* off
[Juicy J]
To you haters I'm the predator
Set em up, wet em up
When I'm in the hood, I'm like a drug-dealer regular
Coke poppin, bird shoppin, droppin don'tcha step ta tha
Triple six, guns click, bit*h we the murderers
[Crunchy Black]
Triple six is the clique, why y'all niggas keep hatin me
Y'all gone make a nigga posse up and come and getcha bit*h
Grab that nigga by his throat, if he hollas, let em go
I ain't gon' let that nigga go, I'ma hit it at em wit da fourty-four
[Lord Infamous]
I'ma sic' em, heat em, leave em bleedin, fill em fulla millimeter
Bit*h as* nigga, torture treat em, creature feature, coke and weed
Soze, Two-L O Y D, sippin ounces of that liter
Ask me if I worship Satan, I'ma send yo as* ta see em
[DJ Paul]
Now tell me how you boys talk wit all that sh*t in yo mouth
And how the hell you down ta key that open doors for tha Mid-South?
I put half of you haters on, make half of you haters groan
Left half of you haters alone
and watched you die all on your own and feel for ya
[DJ Paul and Juicy J]
I'm bout to blow them boys as* off
(Whatcha bit*hes wanna do?)
I'm bout to blow them boys as* off
(Cuz nigga we ain't playin wit ya)
I'm bout to blow them boys as* off
(Whatcha hoes wanna do?)
I'm bout to blow them boys as* off
(We got them tones ready ta blast)
I'm bout to blow them boys as* off
(What's up nigga?)
I'm bout to blow them boys as* off
(Scared as* cowards)
I'm bout to blow them boys as* off
(Ain't no cowards in this motherf**ker)
I'm bout to blow them boys as* off
(Ain't no cowards)