(feat. The Hypnotize)

[DJ Paul]

The most dangerous posse song ever

It's going down, Hypnotize Camp Posse

You did this nigga, shit talkin

You wanna talk about something nigga

Talk about how many hoes, 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



[Juicy J]

Nigga we some maniacs, fuckin up our brainiacs

Breakin down some dope, wit a razor boy remember that

Crop a mix with Smilax

Take a gun and cock it back

Now I'm bout to blow my brains out cause I dont give a shit

Hope you give a nigga reason to want ya

The bigger gun the better

The more shit you talk, the more blood the sweata'

The plane crashes, the devil, the anthrax, the letters

Forgot about the peddlers, we still in it together



[Crunchy Black]

Let me introduce myself, my fuckin nigga

I'ma be the one to pull that fuckin trigga

I'ma be the one thats sent to fuckin getcha

You better watch out cause ill paint a picture

A pretty little picture now how a nigga getcha

Lock you in the trunk and take care of my business

Paul and Juicy sent me so you know its big business

C.B. nigga aint leavin no witness



[DJ Paul]

Yeah, make me a believer nigga

Make some shit this bumpin you fuckin wannabes, Lord roll!



[Lord Infamous]

I am the predator you are the prey

You play the target, Lord play the gage

You play bitches and I mack hoes

You run from niggaz, I find the snub nose

I come from 3 6 picture platinum clique

And you cant sell three copies of your shit

You smoke garbage weed, and cheap packs a blow

You own a vehicle, pick up the Scarecro