[Gangsta Pat]
Now normally, I'm not wit dat dissin sh**
Callin no n***a name on no muthaf**in record
But now if a n***a get off in a magazine
And they want to say something negative about you
Then that leaves you no muthaf**in choice
But to tear into they a**
So three-six b**hes, this for ya'll baby
(Chorus x8)
Tear my club up, Im gone tear yo club down
[Gangsta Pat]
Whats it with these three-six b**hes runnin they mouth
I thought it was supposed to be love up in the south
Callin Murder Dog magazine callin my name
Tryin to dis a real muthaf**a just to get fame
I see you all in the source tryin to claim like you hard
n***as from your own hood steal pullin your cars
Push em off n***a please you dont come in the club
I ain't never see you in the hood showin no love
See I'm above all this dissin sh**
But ya had to piss me off so just listen b**h
Let me tell you bout this south I'm bad for your health
These violations from you hoes I just can't accept
You talk the talk now walk the walk you s**as can't see me
Grew up bumpin off my sh** now you want to be me
I catch my name in yo mouth again you gettin clowned
fu*k TEAR DA CLUB UP, IM GONE TEAR IT DOWN, b*tch
(chorus repeat x8)
[Gangsta Pat]
I even showed you b**hes love back on Deadly Verses
Now I'm tryin to patch yo names on six livin hearses
Voodoo curses haunt your soul when you see my face
Off the muthaf**in map is you I must erase
Come and get a taste of what it feels like to get some fame
And have a lot of b**h n***as callin yo name
If you s**as want drama you know where I be at
Come on fool and get some, I'm gone be waitin black
Bring your boys Juicy J and Lord Infamous
I got a group full of k**as and they anxious to bust
See you s**as think I'm playin I done had enough
Its time to designate yo a** like I'm showed up
You should have never crossed that line that was on yo mind
Now you got to deal wit me on my f**in time
You know revenge is like the sweetest joy next to gettin p**y
I wish one of you coward a** n***as would come and push me, b*tch
(chorus repeat x8)
[Gangsta Pat]
Represent, you ain't representin sh**
You represent some n***as that blew up off of BONE dis
Claimin that they stole your style b**h you never had one
I heard your recent Cd its wacker than the last one
Im ready to blast one of you trick b**hes
Dropin of the south tryin to tamper wit my riches
See your click is paper thin ain't no hard in your group
Prophet Posse is a army full of coward a** troops
Your records sales comes from dissin bone thugs click
Now I'm seeing Krazie Bone rappin on yo sh**
You n***as wish to god you had a real f**in posse
Im talkin bad about you and you b**hes can't stop me
And if you violate, I'm gone treat you like a hoe in jail
Ass open, wig split, and can't receive no mail
Three six better watch they muthaf**in back
For that crazy a** n***a named GANGSTA PAT, b*tch
(chorus til fade)