[Chorus: repeat 2X]   If you niggaz good and hi let me see you clap your hands   If you niggaz good and drunk let me see you clap your hands      [Gangsta Boo]   Bitch you know I'm lookin good, on the block posted up   Icy white reeboks throwin Triple Six up   In the air I don't care, you see Billboards playa   Platinum billboards in the hood of you playa haters   Try to sneak up in the club low key, fuck an autograph   Dog I'm tryna chill, you can catch me in the aftermath   I ain't tryna brag or say I'm all that, when I'm not   But I'm fuckin bad, I'm knockin plenty bitches out the spot   I was always told that my pussy be the fuckin best   If you want to test let me put your nigga on some X   If you want to fuck let me see who money spend the best   Eight figure dick be the best nigga nuttin less   Niggaz round town actin like they fucked the Gangsta Boo   Hoes round town sayin did she fuck my man too?   Yo I'm runnin shit niggaz gave me crown, labeled me the queen   Gonna do this damn thing bitch, know what I fuckin mean      [Chorus]      [Gangsta Boo]   Now everybody claim the role of a killa killa   Yean ain't do no ten twenty years in the pen nigga   Flaugin ass boy wit you mug on like you hard   Boy you need to stop yean neva had a fuckin charge   You a momma's boy Gangsta Boo went to school with you   You the honor roll yean neva had a fuckin crew   Wit cha girlfriend with her jealous ass on the scene   Black ass bitch blue long braids bitch please   It's about time that I told you   I don't care if you bitches dont speak, i don't love you   Listen to the rumors called the story crazy lady boo   Got my nigga rollin blunts and smokin to get fucked up   I know you gon hate when you see me comin on them thangs   Pullin in the gated driveway cause I'm havin thangs   Still I'll bust a cap if I catch you on surveillance   Two killaz on the roof   Bulletproof   We don't love you      [Chorus]      [Juicy J]   Why I'm devoted to this game   Where they slang   And they gangbang   North North mayn   Wit them curls and them gold thangs   Lemons wanna step to a playa wit these lame names   Knowin they dont wannat come to our side buckin brains   20 thousand cash to my nigga nigga   Kill this bitch   Heat on them leather seats lets get into some gangsta shit   See the boy walkin down the street   Grab him by his neck   Point him with the tec what's your set   Leave his body wet   We don't play   Wit other folks kids   We rob   We steal   We gaffle   We bid   We pimp   These bitches   We put em   On charge   We smoke   That skunk   We roll   We mob   We business   We Bentley's   Our cheese   Stay fat   The mink   The coat   The cow   Boy hat   The fangs   The shades   We gotta   Stay paid   Three 6   Don't play   My nigga   We spray      [Chorus] - 8X