Three 6 Mafia - I Told 'Em lyrics

[Intro:] Yeah! Hypnotize Minds! Three 6 Ma-fi-UHH! Yuh~! You n***az wanna motherf**in play n***a Don't go by the Terrance playin no motherf**in TV show or movie n***a Lookin to test me s**a? I'll show you n***az where motherf**in tears come from n***a From the motherf**in haze of these n***az guns right here boy! It's goin down! [Chorus: x2] I told 'em I told 'em I told 'em I told 'em I told 'em I showed 'em I showed 'em I showed 'em I showed 'em I showed 'em I hate to be FUSSY, I said I hate to be FUSSY I said I hate to be FUSSY, I swear I hate to be [Verse 1:] Come one come all, to the Hypnotize gun show Young hoe, gun let go, I've been gung-ho Run yo' click clean out of that sh** Did they forget, or did they not know who they was f**in with? D Paul, Three 6, king of this Memphis sh** Any n***a think otherwise they need to stop it Prayin when the red tape'll introduce a faker to they maker Call me The Undertaker for haters causin vapors And you can catch a hot one, I got plenty of 'em They called bullets and they burn just like a oven You know we can do it however, it ain't no use to play Fire on a n***a like they used to say, YUH! [Chorus] [Verse 2:] Coward n***az ride 20 n***az deep With a piece, underneath the seat, make 'em think they street I don't need nobody else, whup you by myself One on one, leave the guns at home, keep 'em on the shelf But you cain't, cause you need a crew, extra fist or two Only one, might really shoot, but that is not you And you show out, try to buck, make 'em think you tough Been to jail about a couple times, I guess that puffed you up If you real n***a what the deal? Take some weed or pills Maybe thinkin get your confidence up, tell 'em how you feel You a Jew, and a f** n***a, cain't stand yo' grind But you walk around, fake-a** frown, but I know you're a clown beotch! [Chorus]