Chorus
Will Blast if we motha fuckin have to.
Three 6 Mafia.
DJ Paul
Say hello to tha Three 6 Mafia. As I'm peakin' through the mask, I'll be watchin' ya.
And we quick to biggy bang, bang a rookie. Chip you like a cookie. For you know,
you'll be sayin', killa man is too fast
Gangsta Boo
You got Miss Lady Gangsta Boo, comin' to you, with a whole bunch of shit, That's gonnna
fuck yo' ass up. Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, get buck wild, in this motha
fucka. Let me see you do your stuff
Juicy J
Will blast if we motha fucka have to. Tie yo body up, with tha strings from your tennis
shoes. Juicy J in the house, puffin' on a light cool. Those who wanna step to this click
It's a murder fool
Crunchy Black
Who I be? Crunchy Black. You know who I am when I come up from the back. Kickin' doors'
Makin' hoes. Lay it down. Cause I gotta have my motha fuckin' Prophet back
Scarecrown
I'm a bring it, Lord Infamous to Scarecrow. Demons be dancin' round my thrown. Gotta roll
by every time I see you face, I'm a spray it, like, Rone bring it on ya'll
Koopsta Knicca
Who that be, between them trees? Tryin' to take a peak at me through stares. If you from
the other end, I tell ya' Koop have nothing left {.....Nothing Left (fading)}