Chours 2x:
(MJG):
Dont make (don't make) me kill (me kill)
No muthafuckin body in here(in here)
Ima shoot (Ima shoot)
Three shots (Three Shots)
Somebody done made me hot (Me Hot)
(MJG):
You Got Me Fucked Up
We Shoot Guns and Hit Targets
Meat Market, Chop Haters Up Who Start Shit
MJG Ripping holes In Bodyguards
Outta Line Polices and boys Who think They body Hard
And When The Party Started I Thought We Was All Chillin
I Figured Everybody Be Leaving here all livin
You Standin To Close Partner
You Askin To Much Baby
You Need To Get way From Round Me Before our clique go crazy
(8 Ball):
Yea mayne these niggas
coming round talking bout they hot
but they not
fucking with fatboy and mj
nigga we the truth
holla at playa mayne
streets or the booth
we popping at you haters mayne
Soft as niggaz, make they chin hit the flo
off brand niggaz take they chesse and they hoe
mafio (mafio) niggaz know (niggaz know)
when them real live G's hit the door' (hit the door')
[Chorus 2x]
(MJG):
I gotta 22 not much bigga than my fanga
a winchesta pistol grip pump thats a head ranga
a two shot daraga, nine lil milanata
a big fourty glock just call me the gun slanga
some ak's spray to kill the front line
one hundred and thirty dead from squeezin' off one time
all you mu-fuckin' niggaz who gappin' that fly lip
let it rip don't slip I'm workin' wit five clips
(8 Ball):
We fifty deep and err nigga wit me got they ice on
lil niggaz thatta break yo face like Roy Jones
crushin' bones when it's on we ain't never scaed
them memphis boyz be so serious when it's bout that bread
kidnap family members them niggaz don't leave no witness
they all love a gansta, that shit be so addictive
when we pull up they know who we are by the car
we blowin big and you know Diddy he gon' buy the bar
[Chorus 2x]
(MJG):
Take yo vest off I'm blowin' yo kneck off and eyes out
high speed chase I follow you to yo hideout
shoot yo fuckin' tires out, don't try to ride now
what happen to the base in yo voice you just cryin' now
thought you was a man you starting to look fine now
The grim reaper been lookin' for you in boy its time now
then blow the wrong shit out of the right side of yo head mayne
ain't no way for retaliation when U's a dead mayne
(8 Ball):
Not a scared mayne we keep off the frame
we staying away from lames we run the whole game
I do it like a G you ain't fuckin' wit me
8 ball, MJG we reppin' for Tennessee
wit murder and homicide and daily niggaz die and daily niggaz ride
That don't need a reason why it's money and the power the week
they get devowered them boyz that disrespect wit bullets they
get showered