Gangsta Boo Enquiring Minds

1.Intro


2.Enquiring Minds

Ain't you gangsta boo？
Why you wanna know？
Ain't you used to go to sheffield？
See, this is the prime example
Of some enquiring minds
Mothafuckas in my business
Mothafuckas wanna know what i do
What nigga？!
What the fuck you talkin' about？!
Why y'all in my business？
Enquiring minds nigga
Ya know what i'm sayin？
This the intro
I'm bringin' it to you real
Fuck you mothafucka
They ain't talkin' 'bout shit
Y'all know how they niggas is
These some mothafuckin' playa haters
What？!

Nigga do you want me to fuck you up, so
Hit you wit a low blow
Jump dawg
You might as well call it quits
I be the bitch that's known for rockin' shit
I be the bitch known as a lyricist
So, what？ you wanna fuck with me on the m-i-c？
You betta call the police 'cause i'mma bring ya to your knees
Me ＆ the tear da club up thugs can't take enough
Comin' thicker than the mothafuckin' u.s. marines
So if you wanna fuck with me, my favorite quote's
I'mma take it as a joke ？？？
Got your ass wishin' that you can take me baby
Got you hard up like a soap on a rope
I thought i told ya we ain't gon' stop
It's on
So when it's on, life's on, then the bitch is on
Early mornin' ？？？？
Enquiring minds wanted to know, that's why i wrote this song
Wanna fuck me bitch
Wanna wear my shit
'cause i got chanel on it
But in the projects you weren't really on it
Tryin' be the one to flaunt it
Stupid ass, know that my name is wanted

Ay ay yo yo
Wassup niggas？
This the intro
Nigga you got 1
You got 2
You got 3
Yo yo
Uhh
Ay ay yo
Stop this shit, and play number 3
I'm outta here


3.Don't Stand So Close

(chorus 10x)
Don't stand, don't stand so close to me

Runnin' to the beats, done pushed you off cause we like greedy
When i'm shootin' pool, i blast... cuz i'm feisty
Lord and here comes the two to the three and four
Five six after seven
Fucked up, snorted out, drunk, and them i'm blown
But when we tear the club up
You best believe you won't come out that hole
Cool, when you hit the ones is gone, on the blow
But mind you, you best die then fuck with my cocked 3 time

Nigga, nigga, it's the tear da club up thugs with the gangsta
boo
＞from three 6 mafia, mafia now what'cha you wanna do
Gangsta party where the fuck
Lucky luchi set 'em up
Put your goods in the bag
A heavy boys get 'em up
Fools all up in my face
On some prepared to take my place
Or be in my shoes
Or find out it ain't that safe
Up in the club we clean house like a renovator
Bust 2 times in his mouth
My glock can't see you later

(chorus 8x)

It's that nigga from the north
Smokin' on a short newport
If you wanna get high with me
Roll a blunt and light the torch (nigga)
Strap it on my waste
3-5-7 nigga play
For you robbers who wanna rob
And you haters out to hate
Wave your guns up in the air
And cock 'em back if it's a must
If you don't give a fuck
Pull the trigger and let it bust (fool)
It's the tear da club up thugs
Buckin', blastin' in your club
Never ever showin' love
Just pullin' guns and poppin' slugs

It's a two game table
Ok ya heard it from fatal
But i'm not robbin' your cradle
I'm gettin' closer to be your neighbor
Unfadeable to any motherfucker who cross my path
A wrath full of blood bath
Take it with questions last
I leave you wet
Nigga, in a split second
Waitin' for the next to run up with my bullet to ？
Be on my chest the smith and wesson got you niggas just guessin'
Will she leave a bloody mess with the family upsettin' (ugh)

(chorus 8x)

The fuckin' message that i'm stressin' is i don't fuck around
Cause on my side of town niggas beat the fuck outta clowns
Don't say no more
Open wide roy, leo's a lion
Got you cryin' cause excitement over shit that i'm writin'
I'm quick to take a bitch, nigga
Take the nigga bitch
Act scared, you done heard about the lady from the six
What you do know won't hurt you in the long run
What you do know that i keep 'em risin' like the sun, ask
crunchy blac
I'm a nigga know that's with me
How this lady got you bitches faded oh so easily
What you tryin' to be
A little naughty nigga that you not
Tryin' to get popped with the glock that i keep in stock
I can't be playin' with bitches
They can't be playin' with me
Cause i don't play with all the motherfuckers kids, you see
I try too hard to be the pimpin' lady that i am
Pam porter reporting you playa hatas
With a plan of gettin' ya

(chorus to fade)


4.Oh No

1 - (oh no) when at the club, when at the club
When at the club, we get so bumped
We try to tear up some shit

(oh no) when at the club, when at the club
When at the club, we get so bumped
We try to tear up some shit

(oh no) when at the club, when at the club
When at the club, we get so bumped
We try to tear up some shit

(oh no) when at the club, when at the club
When at the club, we get so bumped
We try to tear up some shit

Oh no, you can't
Misses gangsta boo comin' atcha
Wit niggas guaranteed to wet your fuckin coochies, watered up
We be the roughest, my team be the buckest, my team be the
quickest
Makin' you say 'what the fuck was it？!
Who that be？ where she at？ we besta get her, yo!'
Triple 6, gangsta boo, why don't you come ＆ get me ho？!
Bet y'all niggas on the payroll, ready to swat you baby
Slice ＆ dice your ass like some fruit wit a chrome machetti
I hope you ready to see freddy in your fuckin' dreams
Make believe shit come true, know what i mean nigga？
I'm outta control like a fucked up roller coaster ride
Let me get high, thought you mothafuckas died (nigga)
I be the mindless, shoot bitches, when i flow
I don't give a fuck 'cause ya hatin'
What the fuck for？
You do not pay me
Neither do you break me
Hypnotize comin' for real
We paper chasin'

Repeat 1

(oh no) i'm sick ＆ tired of playin' wit these fuckin' hoes
All my life i seen friends turned another fuckin' foes
If a nigga out to sea, what the fuck you get back？
A group of niggas sellin' ？dolo？ 'caine
Talkin' 'bout how you back
I make the bullets that ？ like...
Don't believe me？ test me jack
＊brrap, brrrrap brrap brap＊
You better be nimble, you better be quick
When this fuckin' forty click
It's gonna be cold in your partna's house
Wit hoes in your doors bitch

Ain't a killa, ain't a nigga, by the scrilla
But a hustla, i'm by the struggle
Keepin' the trouble, kickin' doors
Guns to brang
Slangin' 'caine
In the snow, or in the rain
I'm gon' maintain
In the street, or on the strip
I'm makin' grips
Shakin' dice
The cheese, i flip
I pimp a bitch
Runnin' combs, on cellular phones
I'm in your home
Put them toes, up in your face
So now it's on

Repeat 1

Ha, i got ？？ flicks
Yes, on the c-b set cassette
Make you deaf, ？ ha, if you bitches wanna flex
Catch a neck ？ bent
Like some missed up out your chest
＞from the ？ chest
Many bitches i been sexed
By the lord ＆ this ？
Rock a mic up off stage, if it's cordless
Yes, love the gangsta way i test
Take three thousand x
I smoke the dope up in my chevy
Hit the head rest
Kill 'em all, by the three 6 multiplicity, no sympathy
Namin' startin' from the c-b-q
Be from this infa-mee
I rip it ？
？ya pretty styles ＆ sympathies go mentally？
Make a believer ？？, put it on the show, they called it rippley
So picture the
Sucka who chuckles wit buckles will really catch the knuckles
Cuz hoes will duct tape you with ？ you ain't got the muscle
I leave you stiffened on the curb, make ya head like ？？
You don't want no posse ？？？

They don't want it
Fatal put the pump to your stomach
Hittin' you up wit shots
Give you reasons to run with
The dumbest, ain't nothin' these cats get game from
It's the verbal verdict
It's venom, i'm dissin' 'em by the hundreds
Train gas, tryin' to seal you in the rep-tain gap
Hussein foul
Put it in that apple
Shit, you playin' now？
＞from memphis to your city
My fo-fo pretty
Lil' gold from sheezy
Put the ？ to your kitty
Fuck wit hussein ＆ thugs
That's your brain on drugs
I bring the pain wit slugs
Don't get slain then plug
You'll get popped off
Block wit hot shots, and dropped off
I spot y'all, when i popped mines off
It's them outlaws in three 6, y'all can't do shit with
That slick shit, sheisty, nasty, new brick, mix shit
I'm tellin' you, you my man, i'm holdin' back from shellin' you
Screw my plans
And i'mma be pourin' out liquor, smokin' an l for you

'shuttle control, shuttle control...'


5.Kill, Kill, Kill, Murder, Murder, Murder

Chorus x2
Kill, kill, kill, murder, murder, murder
40-40 cal, watch a nigga hurt a
Kill, kill, kill, murder, murder, murder
40 fuckin' cal, watch a nigga hurta

(gangsta boo)
On the other side of town
Blake haven bound
Where i'm found
Ain't nobody bloody
Angels sayin', must be hell bound
Everybody on that liqour
Bangsta boo is right up with ya
Can't you see your picked a picture perfect
Now it's time to get you
Come with me
So you can see the side
Of the dark niggas
Claimin' hard
Be left with body parts in the yard
Bitch i got you scared
Unless you prepared to take the test
Hope you study hard
When this go fly through your fuckin' vest
Never be as clever as i
I'm on the level come high
High till the day that i die
Or will you kiss me good bye
I'm bout it, whatever bitch
You wanna get some of this
You be the one that get your ass kicked
Quick in the dick
I'll put your ass inn a trunk
In the city of bump
I might not lock up the door
Blaze a crystal blunt
I'm in the studio loot
Doin' a race on this track
Some with me (？？)
I got it locked like that

Chorus x2

I got this shit locked tight
Ain't no keepin' me out
You cannot see is
So when i tell you somethin' bitch
You best believe it
I swear you shouldn't battle with me
I'm like a pimple
I pop up out of no where
On your ass so simple
I'm laid back on this track
I figure you feelin' nigga
Throw your setts in the air (throw your setts in the air)
Scrip your killas and killas
About your dealas on the block
Makin' money that's right
About the ladies on the real lookin' for a late night
Don't be surprised when you see me
Cause i (？？) at the world
To all you top notch niggas
Or material girls
They call me lady maybe baby
I gets jiggy with mine
I'm feelin' fine on the rise
Prophet posse behind
I'm 18 98 flowin' all of my flows
So bitch imagine how i sound
When i'm 20 years old
We so so def like jermaine
But bitch we tearin' it up
The number one hit song
Of the banned and closed

Chorus


6.Suck A Little Dick

Say suck a nigga dick or somethin
Eat a little cat or somethin
Say suck a nigga dick or somethin
Eat a little cat or somethin
Say suck a nigga dick or somethin
Nigga, eat a little cat or somethin
Say suck a nigga dick or somethin
Over here nigga, eat a little cat or somethin
Say suck a nigga dick or somethin
Eat a little cat or somethin
Say suck a nigga dick or somethin
Eat a little cat or somethin
Say suck a nigga dick or somethin
Nigga, eat a little cat or somethin
Say suck a nigga dick or somethin
Over here nigga, eat a little cat or somethin

Slide for my cat
'cause you know it's phat
Check in wit me
Nigga and do dat
Get on yo' knees
Do it as you please
Head to da bank
Get all yo' cheese

Now if i could, i would
But since i can't, ho i ain't
Bend ova badder 500
But don't scratch up my paint
I need my monsta sucked, please
While i ride down the highway
2 lanes, dead ends, by-ways ＆ express-ways

I know a bitch
That suck dicks
She blow ass
She lick clits
She stay around the corner from me
Huh, i'm just down on evergreen street
Wit my niggas
All university
Bustin' this freestyle
Freakin' the beat
All these hoes, i can't trust ya
You wanna be loved
You the kinda bitch that put a whole in the rug

Say suck a nigga dick or somethin
Nigga, eat a little cat or somethin
Say suck a nigga dick or somethin
Nigga, eat a little cat or somethin
Say suck a nigga dick or somethin
Eat a pussy nigga, eat a little cat or somethin
Say suck a nigga dick or somethin
Nigga, eat a little cat or somethin

Say suck a nigga dick or somethin
I say eat a little cat or somethin
Say suck a nigga dick or somethin
Eat my pussy nigga, eat a little cat or somethin
Say suck a nigga dick or somethin
Eat a little cat or somethin
Say suck a nigga dick or somethin
(i'm right here) nigga, eat a little cat or somethin

Eat a little cat or somethin boy
Bring yo' ass on
Callin you at home to make sure that your ass gone
I know you wit that whipped cream shit
That freaky shit
Oops, i heard you use cough-drops (mmm)
That kinky shit nigga
I know the game 'cause your boys do the same thing
Pussy bitin' niggas call them ballas fo' an alias name
What a shame
How y'all tryin' to hide yo' true identity
Knowin' that the pussy is your friend
Not your enemy
How you gonna knock it when you came out one？
You know you get some mo' ass then a hostage son
Now let me say a little somethin for you boys ＆ girls
I'm not your typical girl, i got mo' nuts than squirrels
So if you wanna comfort me
I will comfort you too
So open up real wide
Let my juices get you high boo
Take the words of wisdom
That this gangsta bitch be spittin'
All you niggas eat pussies
Why don't you go admit it boo

Say suck a nigga dick or somethin
Nigga, eat a little cat or somethin
Say suck a nigga dick or somethin
Nigga, eat a little cat or somethin
Say suck a nigga dick or somethin
Nigga, eat a little cat or somethin
Say suck a nigga dick or somethin
Eat my pussy nigga, eat a little cat or somethin

Say suck a nigga dick or somethin
Eat a little cat or somethin
Say suck a nigga dick or somethin
Eat my pussy nigga, eat a little cat or somethin
Say suck a nigga dick or somethin
Nigga, eat a little cat or somethin
Say suck a nigga dick or somethin
Come right here nigga, eat a little cat or somethin

You got me jigglin' baby
Wit the quickness of your tongue
Screwin' like the movie 'cause you got it goin' on
Now nigga bad boy
Doin' your job like a pro
You done freaked down da show
Like vanessa del rio

Vanessa del rio
She said my dick was too big
That's why i'm peepin' out one like missy elliott, big
Satisfaction, i need
I fuck a ho 'til they bleed
＞from rhythm ＆ des'ree
She'll be tattooed on yo' knee

Whatever nigga
Sayin' shit for da hoes that you're fuckin' wit
6-9 on your pager, got yo' ass callin' it
Nigga
So what da fuck can you say about it baby？
No late nights
It be a lady on a mission to make you crazy

Well i'm too hot for tv
I'm too cold for a freezer
Hit me on my 800
Your little dirty dick teaser
I should do life in jail
For the way i rizip a cat
So let's see mack up out the ho
And she got kidnapped

Say suck a nigga dick or somethin
Nigga, eat a little cat or somethin
Say suck a nigga dick or somethin
Nigga, eat a little cat or somethin
Say suck a nigga dick or somethin
Nigga, eat a little cat or somethin
Say suck a nigga dick or somethin
I'm right here nigga, eat a little cat or somethin

Say suck a nigga dick or somethin
Nigga, eat a little cat or somethin
Say suck a nigga dick or somethin
Nigga, eat a little cat or somethin
Say suck a nigga dick or somethin
Nigga, eat a little cat or somethin
Say suck a nigga dick or somethin
I'm right here nigga, eat a little cat or somethin
Say...


7.Fuck You

Yeah, y'all know what time it is nigga
I'm bringin' a lot of shit today
I'm bringin m-child
I'm bringin' two for ya
I'm also bringin' the pain nigga
'cause when i come, i'm comin' for you
So you better ask some-mothafuckin-body
For the 9-8, until 2 g's nigga
I'm takin' over
You understand this type of shit
Three 6 mafia, hypnotize, prophet posse
Fuck you bitch!

(m-child)
1 - when we high off that green and gin
Ain't no tellin what we'll do
You got some ani' with the crew？
(fuck you! fuck you!)
With that heat we be bussin
Conversation no discussion
Hollow points they comin straight at you!
(fuck you! fuck you!)

Repeat 1

Bustin' bitches daily, maybe it's the herb in me
I wanna see what you hidden for, shake 'em and see
Time to steal, time to kill, time to get real, and wassup
I'm just a beefin' in the club, tear that fuckin' bitch up
I'm in the corner 'round some smoke, smokin' fine ass weed
Freakin' like vanessa del rio, won't you take you a peak
Mob, it was me, bringin' shit to the door
I be the lady unabomber, bombin' bitches and mo'
So time to go toe to toe, with a bitch that be rockin'
Ain't nothin' stoppin' prophet posse 'til your body be droppin'
You fuckin' bitch, spittin' rhythms in your rhyme like a joke
I'm gonna tote you like a 90 when i'm pullin' that dope
I know you're hopin' that i'll fall to my face, but i ain't
My shoes are stuck to the ground when i walk out on bank
Another fuckin' lp dropped like it's some rice
We be straight like 9：15, bitch, fuck your spot
Nigga!

Repeat 1
Repeat 1

(m-child)
Let cha let cha mind explode
With these lyrics i control
Just a peak to let you see
How m-child do it in flip mode
Now i'm baddest on a level
Find a new way to be paid
Ain't gon' burn or slice or beat 'em down
With bats and prophet dank
Yellin' thangs, i'm comin' up
And niggas want your life to live
Pack that steel if you real
But you better shoot to kill
All that flossin' ain't gon' do
Bring a gun without the clip
And for the rest of your life
You'll be walkin' around with a half-ass limp
Read my lips, don't fuck with us
Because we dangerous
And when we on that good stuff
Like a junkie, we be anxious
To get up in yo shit
And take your life with all quickness
A orange mound playa that be strictly bout his business
Watch out, nigga
Don't give a fuck, nigga
Walk on top of water
We some mean ass niggas
Prophet 'til i fry
So fuck with me, you can't avoid
Plus the first time you slip
You goin bungee jumpin without the cord, bitch!!!

Repeat 1
Repeat 1

(koopsta knicca)
Coulda been a friend, seemed to busy pimpin'
Gettin' upon the skin
I had no team, 34 hancock
Puttin' them cuts upon these men
Again it's on, don't be phony
Tellin' these hoes that i love 'em
You think you're tough fool
Look at your ？, hey, they groupies
Nigga, don't give a fuck
Wanna know 'bout better things
That fool is gonna be ？
Raisin' doja, what i saw is me
I best get the motha-fucka off
B-b-ba-da-boom, pa-ta-pa-ta-pow
Loadin' got me goin' down
Swear i'm trippin'
'fore i come up, just-a left a fuckin' cal
On the ground with the 40
Hell, and me criticizing', no
Ho, i never sold no dope
Oh shit, then shoot me cuz i'm ？
Some of them charges, said the sergeant
'you been wanted for the longest, on the street, they call you
creep'
Nah, nigga, my name is ？？
Well, if you're wanted
Then i'm gonna give you something to collect
Man, you can take that mothafuckin' gat
And stick that heat up your ass
Nine in my ？, got the 5 ？？？
3 with the tag around my throat, gotta let me go

Repeat 1
Repeat 1

2 - hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey...
Fuck you, fuck you

Repeat 2 to fade


8.Da Ones Close, Know Most

Chorus x4
I had it figured it was someone close
Cause the nigga that's close
Are the motherfuckers that know the most

(gangsta boo)
It's like this
I'm tellin' my niggas about this broke ass bitch
That wanna jump into some shit
That hoe done snitched on my click
We livin' swell
Pockets bail matches on her own legs
I'm livin' life the fuckin' queen
With my money i made
I got to let my nigga know before the news hit the block
That this bitch done told the fed's he was pushin' them rocks
So what to do, what to do to this bitch ass snitch
She played up on my fuckin' nigga
He wasn't givin' them dick
I grab my keys, get to the car
Ballin' to a pay phone
To call up paul at home to get a couple of them tones
Let me see, where would she be
Hmm, is it really hard to tell
She knows the mafia well
She knows that we gonna send her straight to hell
But i'll call down below key
Like i really don't know
I stay at home, stop my shipment so i won't go for broke
Someone had wanted to see us fall
But we stayin' on the top
We beat the playas that be ballin' cause the party don't stop

Chorus x2


9.Wanna Go To War

1 - wanna go to war wit me baby？
This gangsta bitch can get crazy
Don't you decieve this lady
Don't fuckin' play wit me baby

Repeat 1 (3x)

I'm kickin' it, i be doin' that playa shit
You be doin' that hoe shit, hatin' up on me bitch
I cannot help i'm a prophet queen, ridin' until i die bitch
Do you wanna get fucked up？
Do you wanna see me tear da club up？
Do you wanna get bum rushed？
By niggas wit triggas that's ready for come-up
I bet you be wonderin'
How do a lady be flowin' just like them niggas do
I be spyin' on your crew
That's how i know exactly what to do
Don't be playin' wit me
It hurts me deeply to see that you decievin' me
I'll get you, i'll study up on the novel known as misery
I'm comin' wit shit to _make 'em say ugh!_ like that master p
shit
I'll be hangin' wit niggas that's _ready to die_ like notorious
big shit
Don't be fuckin' wit me
When you see i'm on some other type of mix
Don't try to be 'bout it in front of your friends
Put that red dot on your chest
Them mafia niggas taught me well, nigga can't you tell
I sport the mean designers bail, nigga doin' swell
To end this verse off, i be known to have you niggas pissed off
But keep on pissin' 'cause i ain't gon' stop until yo' ass drop

Repeat 1 (4x)

I be the one you love to hate 'cause i'm so so slick
You look into my eyes, but never knowin' what i'm gon' do next
I'm like outlaws, we warrior thugs
Showin' 'em our blood
It don't mean 'cause i'm a lady that i can't have the blood
I keep my mean mug wit me for you hoes ＆ that shit
I get my smoke on daily, 'cause i got to have it
To all you lovely ballin' niggas lookin' for a sidekick
Put yo' money by yo' dick ＆ we can do some business
I'm not tryin' to be rude
That's just how it's gon' be
I'm rollin' wit the prophet posse and we 'bout our money
Many people say i'm crazed
Damn, is it a lie？
I guess i'm crazed now-a-days, baby it's do or die
I'm bein' real, you bein' fake
Like some counterfeit cheese
While yo' bitch ass on yo' knees doin' just as i please
Enquiring minds wanted to know what's gon' be my next move
In monopoly, you's a fool, 'cause this game you gon' lose

Repeat 1 (4x)


10.I'll Be The Other Woman

(gangsta boo)
To begin how it ended
We lived happily ever after
Me and her man
(？) up the other woman
Let's begin the chapter
It was a very pretty day
If i remember it was easter
I was chillin' with my girl
She say somebody wants to meet ya
It's all good, so how he look
Then she pulled me out a picture
Not to get explicit with ya
But this man i got ta get him
(his, his name and his number)
Damn she tryin' to hook us up
But it's cool, cause he look good
Then i'm single so what the fuck
(time has passed)
It feel good to have this man of mine
Spend his time to wine and dine
On what he called define
I think i love him
The only thing that bleedin' my heart
All the pain and rain i feel baby
When we apart
When we apart
I wanted to do this boy
Be cheatin' on me
May be so
Cause this crazy love to me
Is too good to be true
So mrs. lady boo
Is 'gon cherish the time
With my man the one that i believe is not only mine

Chorus x1
I'll be the other woman (be the other woman)
Just as long as i know (long as i know)
That i'm the only other woman
You give cash to
I'll be the other woman (i'll be the other woman)
But i got to know (she's got to know)
That i'm the only other woman
You give cash to

It's kinda crazy don't you think
That i'm fallin' so quick
I think my friend hooked me up
With a player type trick
That boy be spendin' all his cheese
Like he got it like that
I ain't the one complainin'
Shorty scratches my back
(but are you down)
All the time
I got love for you baby
Count your money and your saddy
Sippin' crissy with lady
A trip to paris (would be nice)
I got you if you got me
To live in exctasy
Is what the both of us should try see
Never me cause your money
Keepin' me on my two feet
I'm independant can't you see
Never tryin' to be rude
But i'm the one you love to hate
But i love you too
I hate you so the point is even trade
I need to thank my friend for hookin' us up
So now it's me and you
We bonny and clyde baby in this
I thought you knew sweety
I'm on a mission to the top
Yes your darlin boo
His and her rolex's watch for our whole crew

Chorus x2

I'm just carryin' on
I forgot about your wife
I recently ask that your
It was her, she called you twice
(where you nice)
Hell no, i still got some jealous in me
Because we makin' love doesn't mean i don't got envy
I wish that we be
Somewhere on our own land
Coutin' benji's, talkin', chillin', makin' castles in sand
Understand it's me and you
Boy you don't need to play me
I'm kinda crazy
You check my background daily
(are you crazy lady)
I'm trying to be real
You tryin' to be fake
You still got this calin' you
(you must be crazy baby)
But it's all good cause i'm a woman but mine
As long as you spendin' all your time with this lady
Cause i'm the one
I keep the tons of funs waitin' for ya
When your wife ain't yet home
She just a hatin' ya, what a shame
I be the one to blame when drama kicks off
But i'm 'gon be the one to blame
When i take her butt off

Chorus...till fade


11.High Off That Weed

(i'm high off that weed...)

1 - when you're smokin' on some 8
Fool, it ain't no joke
Take a shot of rene martin
Then pass the dope
We gon' ball 'til we fall
Get drunk and choke
Breathe up on that green
Meet me back at the store

Repeat 1

I'm watchin' this track like a tornado
When i'm full of that green
It gotta be some head banger
Do you know what i mean？
I'm on the scene, feelin' slow
I just smoked and oded
It's all good, i'm havin' fun
With my niggas and me
The z3 accompanied by a driver named boo
I'm high, i smoked a lot
I'm gonna blaze 'til i'm through
Can you hang with us baby？
We get high off several, things that make you say
'damn, i'm scared to get on their level'
We be clubbin', always knock the heavy spots when we late
We heavy drinkin' on some mo'
We party-hardy all day
So what you say, you in on it？
Then pass it around
Lights, camera, action
Candid camera now
Just a joke to provoke you to get high
To each, it's on, a partier 'til i die
Nineteen ninety fuckin' nine
Oops, the party is over
Overflow, battin' at 2 ？ black range rovers, yeah

(i'm high off that weed...)

Repeat 1
Repeat 1

I'm hittin' the park, eyes fucked
Just-a keepin' it real
So if you feel the way i feel
Then ya ass know the deal
I get some chronic, killa fragrance
So my ride'll smell good
All you niggas in the hood know that shit do some good
Good enough to knock the odor out some weed that's on fire
？ taped around my waste
I fly the friendly skies
To get 'bout it 'round my venus
Cuz i got shit to do
So do enough to get me through
The world ？ gangsta boo
I got the mask to my fuckin' face
I'm fiendin'' to increase my high
？？？ red as hell, these bitches better recognize
Gangsta boo, the scandalous bitch that do not take no shit
Smoked-a, loc'ed-a
Playas all around, but known as triple 6
Million blunts up in my mind
Yeah my niggas cap at times
Smoked up all the blunts
And now i'm high, i'm on cloud 9
Dumb trick up into my clique
You'll get your fuckin' body bust
Bitches bodies chopped up
Mixed with guts and shit, off in my trunk

(i'm high off that weed...)

Repeat 1
Repeat 1


12.Be Real

(intro)
Aw yeah, we fittin' to get into some shit called stayin' real
It's one mutha-fuckin' thing to be real
But it's another mutha-fuckin' thing to stay real
Meanin' stayin' real wit them mutha-fuckin' niggas
Who brought you into this shit
'cause as quick as a nigga can bring you into this
They can take you out of this
If you know what i mean
You know who i'm talkin' 'bout
You know who you are
Yeah

1 - ain't nothin' but the real thing
Scream you real if you real
Ain't nothin' but a fuckin' thing nigga
Kill or be killed
How sweet it is, gots to give it to ya
(i'm makin' my pay)
Strugglin', strivin' to the top
Livin' day by day

Repeat 1

Say you real - real enough to make a fuckin mil'
Real - real enough to make a mutha-fuckin' field
Every fuckin' word you say has gotta be real
I hate you really feel that way (you know the business)
A little somethin' for nothin' got you scared of it
A little somethin' for nothin' got you fed up, fed up
With all the playa haters, playa haters hangin' ？
Now a nigga like me, put a little like somethin' in the rear
Shoot nothin' but knowledge at your gate
Crunchy black look like the red
Three 6 mafia got you scared
All i want is profit man
Can't you niggas comprehend
Bitch i ain't your fuckin' friend
Meet you niggas at the end, of the road, i suppose
Used to have a fuckin' soul
Now my soul's fuckin' stole
Now i walk around you hoes
'fraid like mutha-fuckin' foes
Wonder why i'm keepin' dough
Wonder why i lay a ho
All i want is profit roll
All i want, mo' money mo'

Repeat 1 (2x)

Get destroyed, get caught up in the line of fire
Get your choice, get your pussy crew
I get my tear da club up boys, brace yourself
For the impact of the fuckin' mafia
Niggas ain't no stoppin' us
Once we feel you crossed us
Never bein' blinded by the pettiness your ass play
Bust a free for ？？ fuck niggas 24 hours a day
Wanted to get paid, so i started this rappin' shit
Now it be my name dragged through dirt for the fuck of it
I know what it takes to win, that's why i fight with my pen
There's so many haters on the outside tryin' to get they ass in
Never be clever like misses, that's why i got all you bitches
Don't take it personal baby, 'cause everything is big business
It's either kill or be killed
It's either plantinum or gold
Scream you real if you real (i'm real!)
Say you hot if you cold
I thought i told you never trust a busta that's on the loose
Loose enough to send you fallin' without no parachute

Repeat 1 (2x)

What are we doin' to prepare ourselves for the new world order
Come in just 2 years from now
Teach us to give orders
That the ones that's sellin' shit, the fit is here, she started
Get departed early baby, for some shit, i'm so sorry
To be tellin' you i see the signs of triggers ＆ blood
That was bum-rushed by thugs, intoxicated with drugs
Not to be auspicious to ya by a nigga named paul
Now lyrics come from who watches over us all
Lucifer, the light barrier
Lucifer, the sun of morning
Is it he who bares us light
Down at night, i hear you callin'
Light will overcome the darkness
Can't you see that's bein' real
Give us something you can feel
Like aretha with the sex appeal
I would be like mostly high
High enough to kiss the clouds
Screamin' lotto triple 6
Take me where the devil's ？
Bein' real, that's bein' me
'cause you got a lady, see
Down wit fuckin' nigga down wit prophet p-o-s-s-e

Repeat 1


13.Nasty Trick

Oh, my god
Y'all see that nigga over there
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Well, his lines are great
Hey, is that a real rolex you got on
Hey, those ain't cartier, switch your frames, nigga
No, but you know it's all good
Cause a motherfucker know how you eat pussy and shit
You know i'm sayin'
Hey girls, you wanna tell you what i heard about this nigga
I heard that this punk ass nigga is a

Nasty trick
Don't come at me talkin' that shit
Nasty trick
Get on your knees and do that lick shit
Nasty trick
You want money, get another bitch, trick
Nasty trick

Ha-ha, hey, ladies check this out

Well, let me tell this story about this nigga
With a little dick but when it's hard, he's swearin' it bigger
Triple x-rated, willie nigga without a wife
I'm talkin' bout a nigga always lookin' for a late night
He creepin' outside without a doubt, that boy be flexin'
Waitin' for the next freak to give that dick some injection
He a stupid nigga figga bigga thinks me the best
I got his phone number, i'ma give that nigga a test, huh
His gold teeth showin', with diamonds he glistenin'
Is it cause i'm down with poppin' plus them sixes we jiggy
But i'm diggin' this nigga, and it's funny cause why
A nigga, like they known for keepin' hoes that count to the sky
He a stupid ass nigga with his tongue stuck out
You need a real ass bitch to put some shit in your mouth
You got your cartier bracelets with the frames to match
You lookin' good to be a nasty ass trick, know dat, nigga

Nasty trick
Don't come at me talkin' that shit
Nasty trick
Get on your knees and do that lick shit
Nasty trick
You want money, get another bitch, trick
Nasty trick

Hey, y'all, lemme finish tellin' y'all the deal

You fuckin' bitches that be barely speakin' some english
All the time talkin' bout what you got in your penis
You think you tight, always flossin' bout the bitches you got
You about a age away, you gotta top your own rost'
But i'm diggin' you cause thuggin' got you lookin' sorta proper
I'm not to be the one cause you ain't got that much to offer
But you could ask mo, she'll tell you how you niggas lyin'
Lately be decidin' on the first position equals mine
But enough of that, let's be gettin' back to me and you
What the fuck, if it's so hard for you and lady gangsta boo
What you tryin' to do, i be hearin' bout you trickin'
And how you sayin' bitches pussy chicken finger lickin'
But that be all good, i ain't mad cause i'm a player too
Never underestimate my pimpin' trick, i thought you knew
Boy, i'll come over and let you get inside me
I'll ride you like a horse, i'll say, 'whoa, kimosabe'

Nasty trick
Don't come at me talkin' that shit
Nasty trick
Get on your knees and do that lick shit
Nasty trick
You want money, get another bitch, trick
Nasty trick

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
A-yo', guess what this nigga did
He ate my pussy last night, right
With some cough drops in his mouth


14.Nigga Yeah Know

Yo, yo... what the fuck's goin' on
With all you undercover-ass playa haters
All motha-fuckin' snitch
My nigga t. rock shit
What the fuck y'all tryin' to do？
Y'all tryin' to hold us down or somethin'？
Ya know what i'm sayin', you niggas can't do that
'cause we 'bout it baby
Ya know what i'm sayin', it's all good
We can see you, but you can't see us nigga
Me and the rockafella, t rock baby
Atl, memphis, the whole motha-fuckin' south
And you know that nigga

Can i begin the story of a nigga
Tryin' to make a million for eternity
In the city of atlanta
Reapin', wreck an angel from a grandma
But it ain't no way for me to make green
'til my nigga t-low introduced me
To mac and the kaze
Then no one could stop me
All that juice to her, i swear ？
？ prophet p and recruited me
Nigga i turned to prophet posse
Not a gangsta, but a getter, intellect, nationwide
Spittin' fury out my range and ride
Burnin' rappers like bacon fried
Won't you tell me who'll stop a playa 50 rollin' nationwide
Provin' high niggas that you anxious
Replace his thang on busterous trains and camps
Watch us from gauges, we snatchin' your soul
And vote it heaven or hell, you lames can vamp it
And you's a nigga tryna spread a story
'bout some shit that didn't happen in my lifetime
All you fakers and phonies are on the edge
Like a superstar man walkin' tightlines
Ever want a nigga on the white grind
Nationwide niggas on the rise
Sportin' a disguise, creep up on ya
And it don't matter what ？？
Triple 6 kill like clan and t. rock
Rockafella stretch a million other papers
Won't you realize
A nigga finally came up in the game
All you freaks who used to dis know what you can kiss
Act like i don't know, you got to deal it straight
Now you burnin' niggas down to a crisp
And i don't risk 'cause i'm t. r-o-c-k
Tryna reap pay, other tricks sleeze ways
Runnin' hoochies with gold in their mouths
And take all of their goods, and not leave with no leave-way

1 - nigga yeah know
Nigga, yeah know
We rollin' clean rides
And we blowin' hella dope, nigga

Repeat 1

Do a motha-fuckin' s.o.s.
Step on sight, what the fuck you gonna do when you bleed？
I'll be comin' with the prophet posse
Know that gangsta boo
I'm 'bout the baddest bitch that you ever seen
How many times you wanna hold me down
But like that named puffy, bitch, i would not go
All the other stupid shit that you be kickin'
When i'm pimpin', when you slip, run into my front door
I be rollin' with them niggas that's out the projects
You wanna bet
？w-l？ dub your whole motha-fuckin' chest
Bet you bottom dolla, make you holla, wanna come and hit me
It's money over bitches, yeah
I'm the type of bitch that be kickin' shit
The type of bitch that be takin' other bitches' dick
The type of bitch that be all about a paper chip
The type of bitch that ride with the triple 6

Miss steady and the rockafella crew can load clips
With lyrical ？？？？ the whole slip
Gangsta boo got ？？？？？ take and slap a trick down to the floor
And give her swole lips

It's all good, i think i got her to a 5
Got you finally realizin' you be hypnotized
Me and my nigga t. rock ？？？
We smoked out straight to atlanta, live

Repeat 1 to fade


15.Money And The Powder

1 - money and the powder, money and the powder
(misses gangsta boo got the) money and the powder (yup)
Money and the powder, money and the powder
(niggas pagin' me for my) money and the powder
Money and the powder, money and the powder
(i got all you bitches jade, cuz of) money and the powder
Money and the powder, money and the powder
(up 24／7, cuz my) money and the powder

I got the money and the powder
Yeah, got the fuckin' dollas, 40
Increasin' hours
Trade your whole damn life for it
Only tryin' to be the richest bitch
That roam the city streets
Keep a bird flyin' to the south
For a winter's peak
South folk put me up on game
Cuz the game ain't changed
Still the same way
Likin' me and your momma gaze
Rappin' get ya paid
That's cool, i'm havin' fun, see
Live on stage, gangsta boo is what they call me
Good sense of humor
Kinda funny once you get to know
Money over bitches, once on top
You don't hear me though
Stay smokin' green
Cuz i got it like that
I stay up on some pure shit
On and poppin' like that
So if you try to break me
Never will you succeed
Cuz a bitch like me, always got a plan b
With hypnotize minds
Blindin' bitches when we come through
To all enquiring minds
Yours truly, gangsta boo

Repeat 1

It's kinda hard bein' the lady that i am, you see
Without a shiesty ass nigga tryin' to get with me
But we gon' ride and get high
Glidin' deep in the night
In your pearl mercedes fixed with the blue headlights
Okay, it's on, pop the dom
What about the 100, percent pure that you promised me
Before you go under
Call me lady, me, no
I'm takin' over your hood
Because it's on, good
Yellin' that i'm wishin' you would
Try to gank me for my shit
Never buyin' ya baby
I be the one that rock your cradle
Come and play with me baby
Yee know, it's 'bout the money
It ain't 'bout nothin' else
Don't try to play me bitch
Be fuckin' tryin' to play with yourself
If it's cool, then it's cool
If it's not, then it's not
If ya ass actin' shady, if it's bricked or rocked
Don't be crossin' like a god when you're dealin' with me
It's not so easy bein' hard
What'cha tryin' to be？

Repeat 1

What a trip, i got you bitches wantin' to roll with me
But back in 1993, you wouldn't fuck with me
But now i got an album out
Look at tv, i'm on it
Now you're lookin' for some fame
Plus all my niggas, you want 'em
Never that, i can't be usin' groupies
To call 'em friends
Because my money and my powder would be gone in the end
I can't depend on you bitches when i'm in some trouble
Blow your bump and fuck me up
Once i'mma fuck you up ？
Get your squad, what they gon' do？ (not shit)
I thought you knew
With my black hooded crew
We gon' come and get you
Cuz we got money to make
Whatever nigga it take
We got some ki's in this shit
We gotta bring home some play
It ain't no limit in this because we real to the fact
If your ass black, you know you gotta hustle for scraps
So i'mma holla
Thanks for listenin' all my ghetto girls and boys
First comes money, then the powder
Then relax, and you'll enjoy

Repeat 1


16.Life In The Metro

1 - we shootin' to kill, nigga
We shootin' to kill, nigga
Ain't no fuckin' warning shots
When you come around here nigga
All the things that i got, yo
Is shit i worked hard for
Life in the metro's so cold

Repeat 1

I'm on some other type shit
I'm on some crazy ass shit
I'm on some fuck with me bitch
I'm on some get your ass kicked
It's not the power of miss
The work of secret politics
(the rumor's turned to an arena)
Between the old and new bitch
I think ？？ that don't move to ？？
Society has been the education of ？
Movin' up the escalator
Risin' to the fuckin' top
Party on, don't stop
In the air, super hot
Ya better beware
What we believe is what we share
To get rumblin' like the bronx
Like the chinese folks was there
I'm fuckin' live that is ？believe well？
It's known to be the truth
It's ？ of hell, can ya feel gangsta boo nigga？
Who's fuckin' side you think y'all on when shit pops off？
Hypnotize minds down to blow a nigga ass off
With a fuckin' sawed off
Project told you once before
Workin' to ensure my victory
For my side ho

Repeat 1

I'm in this world with no one to turn to
I'm livin' kinda thuggish
Thinkin' crooked, just to come up
You see this fuckin' world
And ？ is without the beat
So i kick it by my lonely
This real g, to make my riches
Then all these snitches be throwin' crosses
I'm takin' losses
Cuz ？？ resurrect from all this player hation
You see my nation is mass destruction
And my soul releasin' all this anger for you nigga rolls
And it's so bad because i know
Oh they done clickin' with the quickness
Because this system is makin' hard
How else can i make a livin'
And then my children
I'm thinkin' deeply
With wealth, it be a better future
It ain't our fault that our enemies bleed
When i'm smokin' weed
It entoxes me
？？ what i do to all you fake ass g's, so please
Don't go rubbin', ？？ gonna make me
Get right down crazy
This city has got me pacin'
And i can't take it

Repeat 1
Repeat 1

I'm thinkin' misery, sufferin', ambush and sorrow
I'm filled with drama
When i lose my soul, the ？ those 3 numbers
You wonder what's really real
When fuckin' with g's like mack
Pop-pop from the glock
Curiousity killed the cat
Bust it, we down for whatever
Whenever, what nigga, think you clever？
My weapon gon' have you gaspin' for breath
Death and stormy weather
It's thunderin' and lightening
Plus rain is pourin' on bloody bodies
I'm runnin' up on the scene
？？？ up in a farrari
I'm sorry, it's killin' season
Killa kaze and prophet posse
The last days we lit 'em
It ain't no time to get sloppy
Standin' strong, holdin' on
Competition can't stop it
To all my foes, i let you know
I keep that 9 in my pocket
I pop it, straight at your ass if you ever try to apouse
The result from all the ？
All was left was dead souls
To my rappers out devouring, left them holding like the bible
I sustain, in this game
A mack for life, i'm out this thang, man

Repeat 1


17.This Is Personal

1 - walked up to your house
Knocked on your door and blast
Kickin' down your fuckin' shit
Then snatchin' up the mass
This is personal bitch
So we gon' leave the cash
'what you niggas want with me？'
To torture your ass

Repeat 1

The blazin' sun refers to us as the sun is blindin' me
Besides infrared wine, hypnotize minds right behind
Packin' plenty heat for you niggas wit some beef
Beef is what i ？ to be
Keep your mom up off the streets
Never said you were my friend
Fuck this rap, i'll get revenge
Stick a knife up in your stomach
Pull it out and stick it in again
Ghetto kings and queens if you wit me, let me know
Pull up off your fuckin' blunt, hit another line of blow
Badder than a school of kids, they just want to fuckin' see
Clicked up with the triple 6, you don't know who you're fuckin'
wit
Not to play for cheap
Got you ？ to jb
And some gas wit your ？？？ live as you could be
Talkin' shit about miss lady cuz you think that you the shit
Beat you with a fuckin' bat, dump your body in a ditch
Guess you know who you are, keep a watch out on your car
If you open up a door or bump, i'll blow your ass to mars

Repeat 1
Repeat 1

Nicky nack, patty wack, slap a chick in the back
With the yak, ？ paper red, just another black dead
Was it dope？ nah
Love？ was they weak and soft？
Honey says weed got a nigga sayin' fuck a job
Kill and rob
Gettin' up on some dope
The mentality of the black male
If he dies, that's a casuality
It gon' be even worser times in the time to come
Bigger blunts to blaze, so you best pack a bigger gun
Give me some, give me some, drop it off you selfish bitch
Motto of a killer when he's out here tryin' to take your shit
Project spit nothin' but the real, so my niggas kill
Where i'm comin' from, south side out the ghetto slums
With them guns always stayin' cocked
Where them killers hang
Playas slangin' rocks
？？？ where your niggas bang
When you sing like canaries do
Then you feel my niner slugs comin' right through your door
If you can dig

Repeat 1
Repeat 1


18.Only You


Repeat 1

I love you nigga, listen to me, tell me what you need
I got yo' back ＆ front, baby, do what you please
But you hurt me, boy, you just drivin' me crazy
Thinkin' of the day we met in yo' 600 mercedes
Havin' suicidal thoughts
Oops, i love you too much
You just don't know what you be doin' when i'm feelin' yo' touch
Get to schemin, play a role, like i'm in a soap opera
Findin' bitches number in yo' wallet, and how i'mma stop it
(what should i do？) go bother the niggas that is down wit yo'
crew
＞from me to you, this gangsta boo, and i'm just tellin' the
truth
You hurt me bad, feelin' strange, wit revenge on my mind
Call my baby from the 8 and say 'it's been a long time'
How are ya doin'？ (doin' great)
I got problems on mind
This nigga told me that he love me, but i guess he's a liar
Somebody, bye bitch nigga, i'mma get yo' ass back
You played up on a real bitch, now it's time fo' yo' nap

Repeat 1
Repeat 1

This is givin' me asistance in committin' adultery in the late
night
Makin' love 'til ya had me where i couldn't concentrate right
Hypnotizin' my thought process wit love, ？ ＆ venom
Prepared to kill for you, i fold, make sure pistol that pin 'em
Though you be wit it, this affair is too good to be true
It must be blessed
Besides, yo' man is too posessive ＆ over-protective
You want him deceased, i'll be da trigga man on the piece
After it's over, you ＆ i can have an intimate feast
Let me know the time ＆ location plus how to do it
You told me 12 at yo' house, sliced ＆ least dilluted
So i'm creepin' to the doorstep of your 30 million mansion
It's time fo' havoc, ？？？, he'll be evicted on the fuckin' minute
You been takin' shovin' ＆ orders
He bust ＆ you're a torch
Sliced him to death, threw his carcus over the river water
Now it's paco ＆ miss lady, modern day clyde ＆ bonnie
Livin' off your husbands real money, for greediness ？？？

Repeat 1
Repeat 1

I tried to be good, i didn't want to set him up for this
But mama sold jewelry, what you sold you bitch
I'm cookin', makin' him feel good after it's all planned
I'm havin' second thoughts but now i got me a new man
(his last meal)
Like his ass locked up hell tight
I sexed him down once he ate his food, this was like right
After the clock struck 9, 12 on midnight, he finished
Cuz my baby paco wanna blow his brains on the ceiling
Hope his folks don't be mad
Fuck it! i just might flee
Because he left a lot of money in the s-a-f-e
Too good to be true
Gangsta boo love somebody
But you nobody until yo' ass kill somebody
I'm thinkin' quick, my hands are wet, maybe it's from my sweat
11：45 is here, i guess the stash it 'tected
So blood baths can begin cuz i'm in it to win
Not to be hurt in the end
I'm a deadly friend


19.Who We Be

{man1：talking}
You think they have any idea you think they know were coming
{man2：talking}
Those people are paranoid they figure somebody's coming
They just don't know when
{man1： talking}
I don't know my gut says they have no idea

{played in background throughout various parts of song}
{girl： singing}
Yo se yo se
Yo se lo que tiene pa' me
Yo se yo se
Yo se lo que tiene pa' me
I know i know
I know what you got for me
I know i know
I know what you got for me

{lord infamous}
You hit the corner quick as fuck slipped in the puddle and you
fell
I stepped over your shoulders then i rough rocked your bells
The zima's on the rims are yelling flex are hella rough
I'm coming hit man style and leave your pillow filled with slugs
Motherfuck watch i huff then i puff wet you up
When the mourners gumming on coke and rum doing devil stuff
Kaiser soze tear da club up thugs i yell it out loud
Scarecrow i keep ganja smoke flying out my mouth

{scanman}
Another war kamikazes drop them bodies onto the shore
I thought there were no more
Enemy three 6 me and crunchy bomb they click
So on the train in the rain scans waiting for you man
When i get ya extracts brain and wash your remains down the
drain
So blast my words will hit you harder than a gun
Six-thousand sounds of funk weighing more than a ton
So why would you wanna run your mouth and have some anna
Your questions all ask about my baby scandalous

{crunchy black}
There's no cries in my life there's no games that i wont play
There ain't no hoe up in me nigga bitch get out my fucking way
Nigga i rob nigga i steal nigga i put your body in a field
Three 6 mafia prophet the posse-a
Still coming up trying to kick this shit real

{koopsta knicca}
Chrome it be's your girly friend and now its me they want me
Rid all my head let suffering take me from this bondage
Why must i emphasis a white guy can be waiting
Satan he holds my hand oh lord i hope your listening
Come on in let me take you on a ride (on a ride)
Inside i fail to realize (realize)
There is the holding cell of koopsta ain't no changing it
I'm dead bolt i'll be dead before more suffering sets in sets in

{juicy j}
There be trouble when you see me (when you see me)
Call me psychotic or your very closest enemy (closest enemy)
There ain't no flodging cause these memphis niggas snort p (yeah
they snort p)
And drink that motherfucking hennessey and smoke weed (smoke
weed)
Yeah i'm that fool that's everlasting like the m-o-b (m-o-b)
And i'm that fool that's quick to blast if you fuck with me
(if you fuck with me fool)
And if you ask me where i'm from i'll tell you evergreen (dope
niggas evergreen)
And if you ask me why i slum its just the look in me (yeah thats
right)

{mc mack}
Aight
I'm bumping kaze up in my changer getting high yo from the
sounds
Juice and dj lace the track we blowing up foe trick not down
Thinking of lyrics from the past i'm making bitches pay the cost
Since we ain't taking any kind of lost i be mc mack the under
boss
With the killa klan kaze ready to ride and do what need to be
done
(you know the business)
The triple six mafia and prophet posse
Leave more heat than the fucking sun
I'll be done in a second therefore you act as if we gotta attack
em
What's the conclusion from all this shit
I really don't know i guess we'll watch out for it

{dj paul}
Arresting you niggas i got head on yall holler that i'm dead
wrong
Shoot out before i make it some split a nigga fuckin dome
Got shit to make your whole hood battle
Yall hoes ain't seen an uzi's arrow
From dusk to dawn leaving bodies numb with my gun
Shoot i'll tell ya i's on that blow prophet posse with me hoe
Or with tear da club up thugs weapons like a gi joe
Walk up to the sissy nigga where nothing can save him
Now sit back relax and let this 12 inch gauge in

{project pat}
Automatic gunfire when your time to die left you in a coma
Fucking off with busters in these streets got you causing drama
Marijuana feels my congregation your affiliation
With the wrong click of motherfuckers got annihilation
On your program who's the man with the master plot
Fresh up out the pen once again with the mask and glock
Shot you point blank range feeling strange put that ass in shock
Project got an answer for you bitches posse closing shop

{gangsta boo}
Nigga nigga what whatcha whatcha wanna do
With your pussy ass crew trying to get a load of boo
I be the one to bring the pain bring the rain on a sunny day
Smiling in your face mean mug it with a pistol play
Know you bitches out to hate me i'm self explanatory
I'll leave you wet like a fat pussy in an orgy
Snatch your fucking soul i'm the cold that's in the winters hoe
Mess with me you die you cant tango with my .44
Drinking on some henn and some v and some p it be in me bitch
Smoking on some weed 100% it be fire bitch
What you trying to do i done already did it baby
If you wanna rumble come get your ass up don't be a baby
Plain as it may be we done talked around each one of your cities
Ask my brother eric he be witnessing what he ain't seen
But she don't bother no one she be mrs. lady claiming clout
On your ass we'll make a test to blast what they talking bout

{project pat (dj paul)}
P-r-o-p-h-e-t posse
(who we be) x8
Hoe (haha)

{prophet posse}
Mafia mafia mafia ya (＊repeat til fade＊)


20.Where Dem Dollas At

'i'm chiefin heavy understand me baby this gangsta boo'
,＞ from 'tear da club up' (repeat 2x)

Chorus x2
Where da dollas at
Nigga, where da dollas at
'i'm chiefin heavy understand me baby this gangsta boo'
Where da dollas at
Nigga, where da dollas at

Now let me kick a little somethin about this lady named boo
Haven't you heard of the things that miss boo is capable to do
Get your mind twisted like some dreads on a jamaican's head
Vicky lingere, candles lit, with petals on the bed
Blazing hella weed, concentrating on what's next, be next
Bet your bottom dollar, make you holla, where them benji's at
Comin' out your pocket, don't be stoppin, what can happen baby
How many niggas get the chance to be in the mist up lady (never)
Not be goin, cause my game is just too thick for that
Gangsta boo be watchin, all the prophet niggas got my back
What you see in me, nigga roll is what i meant to be
Sippin' on henn and grinning in your face
Tryin' to get your cheese, why you be's
Sayin' i'm doggin' you out, but still pagin' me
Never answer the phone, cause your name be on my caller id
I guess you can say i'm kinda crazy in my own ways
Fuck bein' broke for days, ladies gots to get paid

Chorus 4x

It be amazing how these bitches havin' babies by niggas
With no pot to piss in or no money to give her
What the fuck, why you hoes wanna live that way？
I be scheamin for some cheddar every god damn day
Not to be the fuckin' one lookin' sad and broke
No nigga to fuck with, no weed to smoke
Hard times got me whinin, conversation and kickin' it
Hooked up with a little cryst' now i'm back on my pimpin'
Thinkin' up a fuckin' plan, how to get you man
Damn i hope you understand money came with the scam
We be chillin' in the cities of new york and l.a.
It is all good, get my conflict on, smokin' on 'hay'
I hate to say, but anyway i feel you hatin' on me
You look into my eyes and smile but still you hatin' on me
(nevermind)
Fuck it, i ain't takin' it personal, i'm about my business
Well i have to kick it sooner or later so i ain't trippin'

Chorus 4x

I keeps my shit in control, draped up in diamonds and gold
Playas all up in my soul while pots arranged in a row
Up in the v-i-p seats these hoes been waitin' to see me
I hope that bitch got my cheese, can't leave with less than a ki
I'm scopin' out some new talent, needs some new hoes for my
palace
The more hoes that i just grab, they hated on my like melon
Soon as i hit the front door, they scope the gold around my
collar
I'm have to come up on loot, i can't even spare a dollar
I got to roll gang style, bitch

I got a rolex on my wrist trick
Can't you hoes get some of this
Some niggas want to take my place
Some hoes be beggin' ride my dick
I can't be stopped, the juice gon' shine
The droopies pokin' in my rhyme
I'm living good and feelin' fine
I'm high off weed, then liqour and wine
Just roll it up, i fold it up
These bottle pop, pour it in my cup
The niggas who work from 9 to 5
Are on the corner, post it up
We still can ball, the juice and paul
The deals we make, the shots we call
Entrepeneurs on world wide tour
The only thing we save is cheese not brawl

Chorus 2x

Aw yeah hypnotized minds up in here
You know the business
Gangsta boo solo tape, ya'll know the scope
Featuring the tear da club up thugs, wsup, all hot
It's on, where the dollars at
Where i'm at, on the map