Three 6 Mafia - Dangerous Posse (feat. The Hypnotize Camp Posse) lyrics

DJ Paul) The most dangerous posse song ever It's going down, Hypnotize Camp 5546e You did this n***a, sh** talkin You wanna talk about something n***a Talk about how many hoes, clothes and bank rolls we got Who we got in here: Juicy J, Lil Wyte, Frayser Boy, Crunchy Black Lord Infamous and me DJ Paul the King of Memphis (Juicy J) n***a we some maniacs, f**in up our brainiacs Breakin down some dope, wit a razor boy remember that Crop a mix with Similax Take a gun and co*k it back Now I'm bout to blow my brains out cause I dont give a shat Hope you give a n***a reason to want ya The bigger gun the better The more sh** you talk, the more blood the sweata' The plane crashes, the devil, the anthrax, the letters Forgot about the peddlers, we still in it together (Crunchy Black) Let me introduce myself, my f**in n***a I'ma be the one to pull the f**in trigga I'ma be the one thats sent to f**in getcha You better watch out cause I paint a picture A pretty little picture now how a n***a getcha Lock you in the trunk and take care of my business Paul and Juicy sent me so you know its big business C.B. n***a I ain't leavin no witness (DJ Paul) Yeah, make me a believer n***a Make some sh** this bumpin you f**in wannabes, Lord roll (Lord Infamous) I am the predator you are the prey You play the target, Lord play the gage You play b**hes and I mack hoes You run from n***as, I find the snub nose I come from three 6 picture platinum clique And you can't sell three copies of your sh** You smoke garbage tweed, and cheap packs a blow You own a vehicle, pick up the Scarecrow (Frayser Boy) Frayser Boy, co*kin toy, yall dont wanna f** with me Infared got ya scared, in protective custody The Unbreakables, the most hateable, the unescapeables Time to bust a n***a head, we arent hesitateable Ya chest pumped out, mouth talking that sh** Im from the Bay, i'ma show you how a n***a beat a b**h Time to damage sh**, no understandin this, you know you scandalous HCP blowin your lights out like a candle b**h (Lil Wyte) Well I'm about to rich rip a hole in the industry Holdin my energy Wasn't about to let it but you had to come testin me Givin you one warning change your name before I get your crunk Lyrically copyrighted all my sh** and plus ill f** you up You dont want to have to cross the path a k**ers when you on the streets HCP got WYT to the E and thats just how it be Quit ya muthaf**in hatin playin all your petty games If you wanted to ride my nuts that bad you should've asked me man (DJ Paul) Danger You muthaf**as wanted a war b**h then i'ma bring it on Catch you in these f**in streets boy and i'ma point the chrome Put you in the f**in car hoe, and we gon take you home To hell with all that cryin now n***a we gonna get it on Beat you with that yawk dead center across your damn dome The way you ran your mouth, you shouldve known to have the f**in tone Beggin from beginning, man winnin cause our camp is strong The same way your skull started dentin cause we beat it long You n***as swear you have the right plan but you had the wrong mans Tryin to build a clique like the hypnotize camp Im knowin it wouldn't work so I just sit back And watch how the trains just run off the track Cause it be to many loses, to many boses Too many n***as thats wantin they own office You n***as betta realize who got the city owned Three Six f**in Mafia not these damn hoes