I bet you won't  Hit a motherfucker, hit a motherfucker (bitch)  Hit a motherfucker, hit a motherfucker  I bet you won't  Push a motherfucker, push a motherfucker (hoe)  Push a motherfucker, push a motherfucker  I bet you won't    This ain't no game, we bring the pain  So don't you niggas trip  Fallin the club with all them thugs  And five extra clips  Deep alsways deep is how we come cause we ain't no joke  So when you hoes talk all this shit  We gonna cut ya throat  And let you chuck right out the door, the three 6 mafia game  Not always pullin a fucking gun  We out so throw them thangs  Don't hit that white  And wanna fight act like you crazy man  We know you niggas just some hoes  You let our nuts hang    [Lord Infamous]  I wanna grab your mind up  Want to get you hypnotized cause you this scarecrow  Keep a mystic type of blitz in every rhyme  You may not capture the essence  Cause beyond my time, my flex  It's a futuristic and artistic mega bless complex  I rack up many shots cuase on my run colegri pop  I make sure they get so wild, they bustin caps right on the spot  All around the planet rock, the ghetto blocks don't stop  My nigga gotta take a deep breathe  A keep blowin till they drop    [chorus x2]    [??]  We ain't going to stop until some damn fools die up in the audience  Word up, push them to the floor  Put your foot in his guts so sample watch them fools get trampled  Shoot a pistol in the air, make it so security can't handle  The crowd, the gotta ru rush before a few gonna get crushed  Crush crush, we got it buck buck (the three 6)  And when the shows over i want to see (??) nothing but bodies  On the floor and they got no three 6 (surprise)    [??]  I heard the streets that a nigga has said, something about that nigga  I think his name was cruchy blac  But i walk up to his house, i knocked upon his door  When he came to the door, i hit him in the mouth  And i knocked him on the floor  Then i hit him and hit him somemore  Then i told that fucking boy  Shouldn't of ran his mouth about of the motherfucking prophet boys  Cause the prophet boys be hypnotizing all of ya'll  Ganna tear around your throat and drag you like you want    [chorus x2]    [gangsta boo]  Why to styling at my face  Why you talks behind my back  Hitting you hitting you down when i (??) to attack  Never can't be fade  Cause this lady roll with right click  Now i'm talking shit  Call me misses mobb bitch  Smoking automos all you hoes boutin' my damn self  Never hanging with you skanks  Cause i'm bad for your health  Playa haters out you stars pullin' cars bout' yourself  We be stanking like some fart under sheets, hold your breathe    [??]  (??)  See i call up then niggas operator tellin me they  Was stressed with you up on that house that i'm hell  Looking out there  See you telling always tell who freezy's always shells  (??)  How she really cares bout' her hair  Here he thinks he stabbs around a hoe round'