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The most dangerous posse song ever |
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It's going down, Hypnotize Camp Posse |
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You did this nigga, shit talkin |
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You wanna talk about something nigga |
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Talk about how many hoes, clothes and bank rolls we got |
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Who we got in here: Juicy J, Lil Wyte, Frayser Boy, Crunchy Black |
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Lord Infamous and me DJ Paul the King of Memphis |
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[Juicy J] |
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Nigga we some maniacs, fuckin up our brainiacs |
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Breakin down some dope, wit a razor boy remember that |
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Crop a mix with Smilax |
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Take a gun and cock it back |
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Now I'm bout to blow my brains out cause I dont give a shit |
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Hope you give a nigga reason to want ya |
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The bigger gun the better |
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The more shit you talk, the more blood the sweata' |
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The plane crashes, the devil, the anthrax, the letters |
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Forgot about the peddlers, we still in it together |
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[Crunchy Black] |
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Let me introduce myself, my fuckin nigga |
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I'ma be the one to pull that fuckin trigga |
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I'ma be the one thats sent to fuckin getcha |
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You better watch out cause ill paint a picture |
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A pretty little picture now how a nigga getcha |
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Lock you in the trunk and take care of my business |
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Paul and Juicy sent me so you know its big business |
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C.B. nigga aint leavin no witness |
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[DJ Paul] |
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Yeah, make me a believer nigga |
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Make some shit this bumpin you fuckin wannabes, Lord roll! |
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[Lord Infamous] |
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I am the predator you are the prey |
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You play the target, Lord play the gage |
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You play bitches and I mack hoes |
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You run from niggaz, I find the snub nose |
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I come from 3 6 picture platinum clique |
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And you cant sell three copies of your shit |
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You smoke garbage weed, and cheap packs a blow |
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You own a vehicle, pick up the Scarecrow |
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[Frayser Boy] |
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Frayser Boy, cockin toy, yall dont wanna fuck with me |
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Infared got ya scared, in protective custody |
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The Unbreakables, the most hateable, the unescapeables |
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Time to bust a nigga head, we arent hesitateable |
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Ya chest pumped out, mouth talking that shit |
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Im from the Bay, ima show you how a nigga beat a bitch |
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Time to damage shit, no understandin this, you know you scandalous |
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HCP blowin your lights out like a candle bitch |
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[Lil Wyte] |
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Well I'm about to rich rip a hole in the industry |
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Holdin my energy |
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Wasnt about to let it but you had to come testin me |
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Givin you one warning change your name before I get your crunk |
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You dont want to have to cross the path a killers when you on the streets |
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HCP got WYT to the E and thats just how it be |
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Quit ya muthafuckin hatin playin all your petty games |
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If you wanted to ride my nuts that bad you shouldve asked me man |
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[DJ Paul] |
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Danger |
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You muthafuckas wanted a war bitch then ima bring it on |
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Catch you in these fuckin streets boy and ima point the chrome |
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Put you in the fuckin car hoe, and we gon take you home |
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To hell with all that cryin now nigga we gonna get it on |
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Beat you with that yawk dead center across your damn dome |
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The way you ran your mouth, you shouldve known to have the fuckin tone |
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Beggin from beginning, man winnin cause our camp is strong |
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The same way your skull started dentin cause we beat it long |
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You niggaz swear you have the right plan but you had the wrong mans |
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Tryin to build a clique like the hypnotize camp |
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Im knowin it wouldnt work so I just sit back |
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And watch how the trains just runs off the track |
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Cause it be to many loses, to many boses |
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Too many niggaz thats wantin they own office |
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You niggaz gotta realize who got the city owned |
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Three Six fuckin Mafia not these damn hoes |
