الأغاني:
Three 6 Mafia I Told Em

I told 'em I told 'em I told 'em I told 'em I told 'em I showed 'em I showed 'em I showed 'em I showed 'em I showed 'em I hate to be FUSSY, I said I hate

I told 'em I told 'em I told 'em I told 'em I told 'em I showed 'em I showed 'em I showed 'em I showed 'em I showed 'em I hate to be FUSSY, I said I hate

you from I'm from that Statin Island Hoe Who gives a fuck where you from Raise Your Thugs Up [Juicy J] North North Three 6 Mafia Three 6 Mafia Runnin

, a nigga gotta try somethin' (I'ma rob me some niggaz) Mane I'm dead broke, a nigga gotta try somethin' (I'ma rob me some niggaz) Plus I'm out of dope

check to take a look and then fired back I realized I was out numbered in a deadly trap Three 6 Mafia, Prophet Posse, Killa Kaze With the shotties Leave

em fuck em feed em bullets let the ball bat carry em Till their fuckin fuckin family Then i'm gonna bury them I told them i was the king but they didn

I'll put him in a bag A body fuckin' bag man I shoulda wore a mask I stickin' stickin' move a body body bruise I break the fuckin' law and I ain't playin

I'm sick and tried of coward bitches taking advantage of me I told these hoes that I can't go I grip my crown three-eighty I keep my distance from these

I know ya mad, I-I-I know ya mad I-I-I know ya mad, I know ya mad I know ya mad, I know ya mad I know ya mad, I know ya mad I know ya mad 'cause you hate