[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)