Three 6 Mafia - 44 k**ers lyrics

[dj paul and juicy j] I'm bout to blow them boys a** off (whatcha n***as wanna do?) I'm bout to blow them boys a** off (talkin all that f**in sh**) I'm bout to blow them boys a** off (coward a** b**hes) I'm bout to blow them boys a** off (whatcha n***as wanna do?) I'm bout to blow them boys a** off (talkin all that f**ing sh**) I'm bout to blow them boys a** off (fighting n***as over a b**h) I'm bout to blow them boys a** off (f** you motherf**in hoes) I'm bout to blow them boys a** 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, b**h we the murderers [crunchy black] Triple six is the clique, why y'all n***as keep hatin me Y'all gone make a n***a posse up and come and getcha b**h Grab that n***a by his throat, if he hollas, let em go I ain't gon' let that n***a 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 b**h a** n***a, 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 a** ta see em [dj paul] Now tell me how you boys talk wit all that sh** 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 a** off (whatcha b**hes wanna do?) I'm bout to blow them boys a** off (cuz n***a we ain't playin wit ya) I'm bout to blow them boys a** off (whatcha hoes wanna do?) I'm bout to blow them boys a** off (we got them tones ready ta blast) I'm bout to blow them boys a** off (what's up n***a?) I'm bout to blow them boys a** off (scared a** cowards) I'm bout to blow them boys a** off (ain't no cowards in this motherf**er) I'm bout to blow them boys a** off (ain't no cowards)