Three 6 Mafia Dangerous Posse (Featuring Hypnotize Camp Posse) lyrics

Woo, the most dangerous Posse song ever
It's goin' down hypnotize Camp Posse you did this nigga
Shit talkers you wanna talk about something nigga
Talk about how many ho's clothes and bank rolls we got
Who we got in hey Juicy J, LiL Wyte, Frayser Boy, Crunchy Black
Lord infamous, La Chat and me DJ Paul, the king of Memphis

Nigga we some maniacs, fuckin' up our brainiacs
Crackin' down some dope with a razor full of membadat
Vodka mix with simalac, take a gun and cock it back
Now I'm about to blow my brains out 'cause I don't give a shat

Hope you give a nigga reason to wet cha the bigger gun the better
The more shit you talk the more blood on sweater
The plain crashes the devil the anthrax the letters
Forgot about the peddlers we still in the ghetto

Let me intro-duce my-self my fuckin' nigga
I'ma be the one to pull the fuckin' trigga
I'ma be the one to sent to fuckin' get ya
You better watch out 'cause I paint a picture

A pretty little picture of how a nigga get cha
Lock you in the trunk and take care of my business
Paul and Juicy sent me so you know it mean business
CB nigga I ain't leavin' no witness

Yeah, make me a believer nigga
Make some shit this motha you fuckin' wanna be's Lord roll

I am the predator, you are the prey
You play the target and Lord play the gauge
You pay bitches and I mac ho's
You run from niggas, I fire a stud nose

I calls the 3 6 bitch a platinum clique
And you cant sell 3 copies of your shit
You smoke baby tweed and cheap packs of blow
Ya own a vehicle paid for by nigga the Scarecrow
(Yeah Yeah Yeah)

Frayser boy pack them toys, y'all don't wanna fuck with me
Infra red got ya scared in protective custody
The unbreakables the most hatables the unescapepables
Time to bust a nigga head we unhesitatable

Ya chest poked out mouth talkin' cash shit
I'm from the bay I'ma show you how a nigga be a bitch

Time to damage shit no understanding this
You know we scandoulous HCP boy your lights out like a candle bitch

Well I'm about to rip a hole in the industry, holdin' my energy
Waden't about to let it out but y'all had to come testin' me
Givin' ya one warning changing names before I get ya crunk
Lyrically copywrited all my shit plus I'll fuck you up

You don't wanna cross the path of killas when you on the streets
HCP got little WY-T to the E and that's just how it be
Quit yo mothafuckin' hatin' playin' all yo pety games
If you wanted to ride my nuts that bad you should've asked me man

Danger

You mothafuckas want a war bitch so I'ma bring it on
Catch you in these fucking streets boy and I'ma point the chrome
Put you in the fucking car ho and we gon' take you home
To hell with all that cryin' now nigga we gonna get it on

Beat you with that y'all across your damn dome
And when you ran your mouth you should've known to had a fucking tone
Bangin' from beginin' man we winnin' 'cause my camp is strong
The same way your skulls started denting
'Cause we beatin' all you niggas man

You had the right plan but you had the wrong mans
Tryin' to build a clique like the hypnotize camp
I'm knowing it wouldn't work so I just sit back
And watch how the trains just run off the track

'Cause it'd be too many losses, too many bosses
Too many niggas that's wantin' they own office
You niggas better realize who got the city on
Three 6 fucking Mafia not you damn ho's

Chuch, chuch
Y'all niggas know what time it is let's go

Y'all can't fuck with this, y'all can't fuck with this
Y'all can't fuck with this, y'all can't fuck with this
Y'all can't fuck with this, y'all can't fuck with this
Y'all can't fuck with this, y'all can't fuck with this

Y'all can't fuck with this, y'all can't fuck with this