[DJ Paul Talking]



[Verse 1: DJ Paul]

I comes from a city where they love to hate, especially on that Triple Six

They see we really got Bentley's and Benz's and they hate the shit

They try to come up over us, the radio even help em' at it

But yall ain't got no flows, so hang it up you silly rabbits

I'ma keep on hurting you boys, by making this motherfuckin' world rock

Side to fuckin' silence bitch for years and man we still ain't stop

Still ridin' clean, makin' cheese and carrying plastic glocks

And please don't try to test us cuz you know we'll let these bitches pop

On you hoes, you haters, you niggaz really like us

Cuz if you thank us, then you wouldn't try to sound so much like us

I'm the K-I-N-G of that M-P-H-M-S (Memphis)

H-C-P, to the E-N-D, others gone be less

Come prepared, man I swear they wanna be down with my team

Don't let the shit talkin' on them CD's fool you

That ain't what they really mean

The truth can hurt so bad so look in they faces when you play us

And watch how they look, and watch they jaw drop to the pavement

Nigga



[Chorus: DJ Paul]

Why yall Test My Gangsta

These bitches Test My Gangsta

[Repeat 8x]

Cuz it's on now

Nigga yeah it's on now

[Repeat 4x]



[Verse 2: Lord Infamous]

Nigga don't you know that Lord can make your life a living hell

And I mean that literally, the place where demon spirits dwell

Empty all the buck-shot shells, make your fucking body smell

I can fuck you up somewhere, to where you were they cannot tell

Fuck me with me, you fucking with the best

Nigga so all you fucking with the wrong one

I will hit you with the milli-milli gun, got a millim