Hypnotize Camp Posse - We 'Bout To Ride lyrics

[DJ Paul: talking] Yeah n***a The mother f**in two time two time motherf**in champions in this b**h I got another motherf**in gold plaque on the wall now n***a Now tell me what you think about that look me in my eyes And tell me n***a b**h b**h b**h b**h hoe hoe hoe n***a [Background sample] Lock 'em in the trunk, yeah that sh** be fun [Hook: Juicy J] 2x We bout to ride on these fools Put these nines on these fools [Verse 1: DJ Paul] Like thisssssssssss Now in my city it's some real, in my city it's some fake Got some n***as that's gone play Got some n***as that gone hate Got some n***as that's gone diss the treal n***as on the tape But them the ones who want the streets So they start to evaporate That's why them n***as ain't around no more Cause them n***as could sell no more Without the Hypnotize or the Prophet n***a you is no more Got plaques up on my walls Got twenties on my cars Keep coming like you coming and I'm gonna show you I ain't f**ed up bout no charge n***a [Verse 2: Juicy J] Can you n***as feel my pain Catch me standing in the rain Holding on a rusty 2 Bout to act a f**in fool Is the 6 the devil though Make you wanna powder your nose Have you smoking hydro weed Satisfaction guaranteed Bucking wild and throwing signs Knowing these n***as done loss they minds Blame it on Coriddy and Ooh When we co*k them thangs and shoot Thinking somebody had seen my face Now I'm gonna catch a murder case Just gonna beat him round for round and leave him in the river [Bridge: DJ Paul talking] Hahaha y'all n***as still don't understand n***a look around motherf**er look the f** around you And see who you see n***a all you see is me Hypnotized C-A-M-motherf**in-P b**h Come on, come on, keep it coming Keep it coming, keep it coming [Verse 3: Project Pat] So you wanna try a n***a with the nine-a Creep up from behind ya Like the macarena Shoot ya in your spine-a Strap ya like a minor Patch out your hizead Slug bloody rized Staying on the low low Hating that's a no no Duck taping trick up In the trunk you go go You gonna shake and shiver Pain I deliver Kidnapping fools throw they body in the river [Verse 4: Koopsta Knicca] Let get this on You think I just piss off them f**in s*uts then a The streets auto traffic gonna f** you up but now I had to tremble quick cause he bump with it Got some midgets in my clizick now I'm pimping b**h My friends have brand new teams Twenties hundred ain't she motherf**in funny North Memphis come we catching everything and money Home at night keep my motherf**in eyes open Cause last night I'm dealing with the fedz in the corner store [Verse 5: Crunchy Black] Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo I locked em in the trunk And dropped they bodies off See cash in B.Z. you get that sawed off funk Point to your head and then left someone dead Then try that with thugs and be half out your head See messing with me is like messing with the fedz See messing with me is like being halfway dead Most n***as don't walk my path I done already laid Put 2 in the gun and flex so I won't be in that resting place [Verse 6: Lord Infamous] Don't make me get ignorant, feel the incisions Arsenic fragments, dagger is jaggin' Poison and lashes, 2000 hazardous Can you imagine, me with the Magnum? Fire breathing dragon, blow away the ashes What the f** happen, torture and trap them Satan is digging, Scarecrow premonition The world is ending, please make a decision [Verse 7: La Chat] Mayn f** that sh** Go get that b**h and throw her a** in my trunk That infrared net be getting her head She make more sounds and she dumped Where the f** the evidence b**h Only heat for my witness You think I'm playing what you saying LaChat ain't bout her business I tote my Glock I keep it co*ked The .38 slug for a n***a Could be my brother husband cousin f** him I pull the trigger Got no remorse won't sympathize Ain't got no love in my soul Don't f** with me know who I be LaChat that murdering hoe [Verse 8: T-Rock] I got him running from my slugs wrath n***as get they mugs snapped Licking shots from plastic Glocks You marinate in blood baths Ignorance leave my manner Silently concealed with Anna Hoe I pugulize your skull And split it with the snipers scanner Insert the capping Glock Gunpoint faster props Lock and load like master lock And hit you for an aftershock I'm a snake so meet your fate Compensate the paper chase Triple 6 is running sh** Corroborate and we make you wait [Verse 9: Lil' E] You's out there thinking we just bullsh**tin About this sh** gone whined up being The very motherf**er with they wig split Laying there in the corner That you can't just see me come out of Now you think a n***a still playing b**h what's up cuz Like I always said I'm gonna tell you once and ain't no more I think I done made it clear enough About how these ballers like the road I ain't you hoe Lil P don't mess with me when I get good and crunk Or you gonna find yourself locked in the f**in trunk