Chorus
Fools step to these killaz, we quick to bring tha pain.
And if you niggaz still talkin' shit, two to tha brain.
Cuz forgive, but we don't forget, a face, a name.
Tonight we gonna ride on a bitch, a bloodied rain.
Gangsta Boo
So wussup? I hear your woman take my place in this shit. To fuckin' cold to get hot,
to fuckin' pissed to get dissed. A million hataz mean muggin' me when I'm on your screne.
I'm on tha scene makin' green, do you know what I mean? I don't give a fuck about, what
you think about me playa. Triple Six is here to stay. Beatin' boys everywhere. Look up
in tha sky, and see if you get high like this Lady Boo. I don't have to tell you, this
ain't no joke my clan out to get you. But anyway, all I gotta say I'm gettin' tired of
this. You mad cuz a ghetto bitch is on tha way to gettin' rich, and richer. You get tha
picture? Nigga what tha hood like? I can tell with 12 strikes, see you after midnight.
Come into my playhouse, what you sayin'? We're scared punk. Criminal minded niggaz, I fuck
with all that way to get it crunk. Comin' on my own, never baby. Always packin' heat. How
you like me now? [Smile] Take a picture with me.
Chorus
Fools step to these killaz, we quick to bring tha pain.
And if you niggaz still talkin' shit, two to tha brain.
Cuz forgive, but we don't forget, a face, a name.
Tonight we gonna ride on a bitch, a bloodied rain.
Gangsta Boo
So what's tha deal? Let me ask you, are you really down? Tell tha truth. Never under-estimate
a Lady with a nigga crew. It's kinda funny how tha love of money gotcha actin' bad. Bad enough
to crash on yo' ass with a heat rash. Criminal minded niggaz, on tha block servin' dope fiends.
White collar suckaz, gettin' those keys pushed over seas. Always blamin' us. What tha fuck?
Busta, fuck that. I don't see no blacks swangin' gats down in Arab. Ran into tha click cuz
you ran your mouth around a bitch. Spying on your set. Pay checks keep a bitch rich. My niggaz
be packin' artillery, makin' your ass whine. I'm takin' this suave ass car, thats robbin' yo'
ass blind all tha time. You think I love you? Never. Nigga I'm out to get my cheese. Like
Roger Rabbit. Who framed? A nigga that gotta live on his knees. Smokin' out, cuz I used to get
high. Befo' I go on my mission. My Prophets always told me about this thing called heaven.
Chorus
Fools step to these killaz, we quick to bring tha pain.
And if you niggaz still talkin' shit, two to tha brain.
Cuz forgive, but we don't forget, a face, a name.
Tonight we gonna ride on a bitch, a bloodied rain.