[Fatal]

1 - (Oh no) When at the club, when at the club

When at the club, we get so bumped

We try to tear up some shit



(Oh no) When at the club, when at the club

When at the club, we get so bumped

We try to tear up some shit



(Oh no) When at the club, when at the club

When at the club, we get so bumped

We try to tear up some shit



(Oh no) When at the club, when at the club

When at the club, we get so bumped

We try to tear up some shit



[Gangsta Boo]

Oh no, you can't

Misses Gangsta Boo comin' atcha

Wit niggas guaranteed to wet your fuckin coochies, watered up

We be the roughest, my team be the buckest, my team be the quickest

Makin' you say "What the fuck was it?!

Who that be? Where she at? We besta get her, yo!"

Triple 6, Gangsta Boo, why don't you come & get me ho?!

Bet y'all niggas on the payroll, ready to swat you baby

Slice & dice your ass like some fruit wit a chrome machetti

I hope you ready to see Freddy in your fuckin' dreams

Make believe shit come true, know what I mean nigga?

I'm outta control like a fucked up roller coaster ride

Let me get high, thought you mothafuckas died (nigga)

I be the mindless, shoot bitches, when I flow

I don't give a fuck 'cause ya hatin'

What the fuck for?

You do not pay me

Neither do you break me

Hypnotize comin' for real

We paper chasin'



Repeat 1



[Fatal]

(Oh no) I'm sick & tired of playin' wit these fuckin' hoes

All my life I seen friends turned another fuckin' foes

If a nigga out to sea, what the fuck you get back?

A group of niggas sellin' ?dolo? 'caine

Talkin' 'bout how you back

I make the bullets that ? like...

Don't believe me? Test me Jack

*brrap, brrrrap brrap brap*

You better be nimble, you better be quick

When this fuckin' forty click

It's gonna be cold in your partna's house

Wit hoes in your doors bitch



Ain't a killa, ain't a nigga, by the scrilla

But a hustla, I'm by the struggle

Keepin' the trouble, kickin' doors

Guns to brang

Slangin' 'caine

In the snow, or in the rain

I'm gon' maintain

In the street, or on the strip

I'm makin' grips

Shakin' dice

The cheese, I flip

I pimp a bitch

Runnin' combs, on cellular phones

I'm in your home

Put them toes, up in your face

So now it's on



Repeat 1



Ha, I got ?? flicks

Yes, on the C-B set cassette

Make you deaf, ? ha, if you bitches wanna flex

Catch a neck ? bent

Like some missed up out your chest

>From the ? chest

Many bitches I been sexed

By the Lord & this ?

Rock a mic up off stage, if it's cordless

Yes, love the gangsta way I test

Take three thousand X

I smoke the dope up in my Chevy

Hit the head rest

Kill 'em all, by the Three 6 multiplicity, no sympathy

Namin' startin' from the C-B-Q

Be from this infa-mee

I rip it ?

?Ya pretty styles & sympathies go mentally?

Make a believer ??, put it on the show, they called it rippley

So picture the

Sucka who chuckles wit buckles will really catch the knuckles

Cuz hoes will duct tape you with ? you ain't got the muscle

I leave you stiffened on the curb, make ya head like ??

You don't want no posse ???



They don't want it

Fatal put the pump to your stomach

Hittin' you up wit shots

Give you reasons to run with

The dumbest, ain't nothin' these cats get game from

It's the verbal verdict

It's venom, I'm dissin' 'em by the hundreds

Train gas, tryin' to seal you in the rep-tain gap

Hussein foul

Put it in that apple

Shit, you playin' now?

>From Memphis to your city

My fo-fo pretty

Lil' Gold from sheezy

Put the ? to your kitty

Fuck wit Hussein & thugs

That's your brain on drugs

I bring the pain wit slugs

Don't get slain then plug

You'll get popped off

Block wit hot shots, and dropped off

I spot y'all, when I popped mines off

It's them outlaws in Three 6, y'all can't do shit with

That slick shit, sheisty, nasty, new brick, mix shit

I'm tellin' you, you my man, I'm holdin' back from shellin' you

Screw my plans

And I'mma be pourin' out liquor, smokin' an L for you



"Shuttle control, shuttle control..."