(DJ Paul) Talking
AUUUUUU!! Wolfpack, GET DOWN b*tch!
GET ON THE MUTHA fu*kIN GROUND HOE!
HYPNOTIZE GOT DAMN POSSE IN YO HOUSE b*tch!
Gangsta Boo,Crunchy Blac,Lord Infamous,DJ Paul,Juicy J,La Chat
And my new n***a Frayser Boy!
(Gangsta Boo)
Hypnotize Camp b**h,step into this mask
Get yo a** f**ed up b**h, 44 blast
And u lemons lookin at me hard
Gangsta B. a**asin gonna catch a f**in murder charge
f**in wit you n***as
Mutha f**as wit that hoe sh**
Circulatin gossip bout the lady, whats the bizness b**h
If u really got a problem then let my n***as know
How you gonna handle that? the wrath of a k**er hoe
(Crunchy Blac)
Make the wrong move and body's get bruised
Talk to much fool, and I duct tape you
Act a damn fool and get treated like a fool
What did I do to get stuck in these shoes
Ooooh the f**? oooh!!! when ya see me come thru
Lock and f**in load,when I pop at you
Do the damn thing,n***a do what you do
Ain't no attitude I'm just being like you
(Frayser Boy)
I'm knockin down you n***as doors
f**in all you n***as hoes
Get out the way Im throwin bows
A n***a hurt,dont stop no show
Straight out the Bay a n***a real
Dont try to fake the f**in deal
All my dogs I know is trill
I'm out here tryna get a meal
f**in wit that Hypnotize
I can see it in yo eyes
Frayser Boy it ain't no lie
You can kiss yo a** goodbye
I been branded as HCP
n***as dont u f** wit me
Just like the Sun bringin heat run up n***a u gone see b**h
(Lord Infamous)
BLAY!
Lords the horrid; very morbid
Chainsaw roaring, n***as blood is pouring
Arts of War - I invented the torment
44 gat, all the slugs are soaring
You're the target, hope you can absorb it
My mortuaries got plenty of storage
I got some sh** that launch yo a** into orbit
Close the casket, obituary poetry
(DJ Paul)
Now Ima break it down for ya since you b**hes dont know
Just because u signed wit select-o, you ain't a CEO
Ya gotta sell some records first, thats part of the plan
Lets try to see if you can get more than 20,000 on sound scan
You wack a** b**hes what ya playin wit this cheese
Ya need to get up on 80 G's and hollar at me
Thats the discounted price for a Hypnotize beat
On my wall I got some Golds and I got some PTs
I bet u knew dat b**h
(Juicy J)
I'm from the hood
I ain't no good
Wit 20 n***as deep
We rollin lac wood
You can't faze me
You do amaze me
You say u on top
So why u hate me
You muggin u starin
But I ain't carin
Or is it my watch
The platinum the carats
But why u wanna do
What grown folks do
Like go to house of dubbs
And purchase 22's
(La Chat)
I'm puttin the city on lock
I'm finna load up them Glocks
I'm gonna blow up ya spot
When ya run ya get popped
Loaded strapped up wit gats
But you can't k** of a mack
You done f**ed up ya know dat
I hope you watchin yo back
I gave you props a great b**h
Them k**ers give me yo sh**
La Chat gone blow off yo wig
Why you keep crossin yo nig
I hope ya ready for war
Ain't got no time for ya boys
Mayn I got somethin in store
Ya need to play wit ya who*e
I get together the tone
Pull up in front of ya home
Ya betta know that its on
That woman shoot up ya dome
Since ya wanna be a k**er
Heres ya chance ya n***a
Lets see do u got the liver
To pull ya gun and the trigga
Alot of b**hes hate Chat
But I ain't f**ed up bout dat
Ya wanna get off some anna
sh**!!! ya know where I'm at
But then ya know how I roll
Ya b**hes know what I'm bout
Ain't no discussions wit me
I put my foot in yo mouth