Lachat - Wolf Pack lyrics

(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 Aint 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 aint 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) 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 swarming Your the target,hope u can absorb it My mortuary's got plenty of storage I got some sh** that launch yo a** into orbit Close the casket Orbituary poetry (DJ Paul) Now Ima break it down for ya since you b**hes dont know Just because u signed wit select-o, you aint 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 aint no good Wit 20 n***as deep We rollin lac wood You cant faze me You do amaze me You say u on top So why u hate me You muggin u starin But I aint 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 cant 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 Aint 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 aint 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 Aint no discussions wit me I put my foot in yo mouth