Woo,
the most dangerous posse song ever
It's goin' down,
Hypnotize Camp Posse
You did this, nigga,
shit talkin'
You wanna talk about somethin', nigga?
Talk about how many hos,
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
Nigga, we some maniacs,
fuckin' up our brainiacs
Breakin' down some dope with a razor,
boy, remember that
Vodka mixed with Similac, take
a gun and cock it back
Now I'm 'bout to blow my brains
out 'cause I don't give a shit
Hope you give a nigga reason to wet ya,
the bigger gun the better
The more shit you talk,
the more blood on sweater
The plane crashes, the Devil,
the anthrax, the letters
Forgot about the peddlers,
we still in it together
Let me introduce
I am the predator, you are the prey
You play the target, Lord,
play the gauge
You play bitches and I mack hos
You run from niggas, I find the snub nose
I come from Three6, bitch,
a platinum clique
And you can't sell three
copies of your shit
You smoke babbage weed
and cheap packs of blow
Don't own a vehicle,
can't fuck with Scarecrow, bitch
Frayser Boy,
cockin' toys,
you don't wanna fuck with me
Infared got you scared in protective custody
The Unbreakables, the most
hateables, the un escapeables
Time to bust a nigga head,
we aren't hesitateable
With your chest poked out,
mouth talkin' cash shit
I'm from the Bay,
I'ma show you how a nigga beat a bitch
Time to damage shit, no understandin' this,
you know we scandalous
HCP blow' your lights out like a candle,
bitch
Well, I'm about to rip a hole in the industry,
holdin' my energy
Wasn't about to let it out,
but y'all had to come testin' me
Givin' you one warning,
change your name before I get you crunk
Literally copyrighted all my shit,
and plus I'll fuck you up
You don't want to have to cross the path a
killers when you on the streets
HCP got W- Y- T to the E and
that's just how it be
Quit your motherfuckin' hatin',
playin' all your petty games
If you wanted to ride my nuts that bad you should've asked me,
man (danger)
You motherfuckers want a
war,
bitch, so I'ma bring it on
Catch you in these fuckin' streets,
boy, and I'ma point the chrome
Put you in the fuckin' car, ho,
and we gon' take you home
To hell with all that cryin' now,
nigga, we gonna get it on
Beat you with that yawk,
dead center across your damn dome
The way you ran your mouth,
you should've known to have the fuckin' tone
Beggin' from beginning, man,
we winnin' 'cause our camp is strong
The same way your skull started dentin 'cause
we beat it long you niggas
Man, you have the right plan but
you had the wrong mans
Tryin' to build a clique like
the hypnotize camp
I'm 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 losses,
to many bosses
Too many niggas that's
wantin' they own office
You niggas better realize who
got the city owned
Three Six fuckin' Mafia,
not you damn clones
Church, church,
out here you know what time it is
Y'all can't fuck with this
Y'all can't fuck with this
Y'all can't fuck with this
Y'all can't fuck with this
Y'all can't fuck with this
Y'all can't fuck with this
Y'all can't fuck with this
Y'all can't fuck with this
Y'all can't fuck with this
Three 6 Mafia 
