Dangerous Posse

[Intro: DJ Paul]

The most dangerous posse song ever

It's going down, Hypnotize Camp Posse

You did this nigga, shit talkin'

You wanna talk about something nigga

Talk about how many hoes, clothes and bank rolls we got

Who we got in here: Juicy J, Lil Wyte, Frayser Boy, Crunchy Black

Lord Infamous and me DJ Paul the King of Memphis

[Verse 1: Juicy J]

Nigga we some maniacs, fuckin' up our brainiacs

Breakin' down some dope, with a razor boy remember that

Vodka mix with Smilak, take a gun and cock it back

Now I'm 'bout to blow my brains out 'cause I don't give a shat

Hope you give a nigga reason to wet ya, the bigger gun the better

The more shit you talk, the more blood the sweater

The plane crashes, the devil, the anthrax, the letters

Forgot about the peddlers, we still in the ghetto

[Verse 2: Crunchy Black]

Let me introduce myself, my fuckin' nigga

I'ma be the one to pull that fuckin' trigga

I'ma be the one that's sent to fuckin' get 'cha

You better watch out 'cause I'll paint a picture

A pretty little picture now 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's big business

C.B. nigga ain't leavin' no witness

[Bridge: DJ Paul]

Yeah, make me a believer nigga

Make some shit this bumpin' you fuckin' wannabes, Lord roll!

[Verse 3: Lord Infamous]

I am the predator you are the prey

You play the target, Lord play the gauge

You pay bitches and I mack hoes

You run from niggas, I find the snub nose

I come from Three 6 bitch, a platinum clique

And you can't sell three copies of your shit

You smoke babbage weed and cheap packs of blow

You own a vehicle, pick up the Scarecrow

[Verse 4: Frayser Boy]

Frayser Boy, cock them toys, y'all don't wanna fuck with me

Infrared got ya scared, in protective custody

The Unbreakables, the most hateables, the unescapeables

Time to bust a nigga head, we un-hesitateable

Ya chest poked out, mouth talking that shit

I'm from the Bay, I'ma show you how a nigga beat a bitch

Time to damage shit, no understandin' this, you know you scandalous

HCP blowin' your lights out like a candle bitch

[Verse 5: Lil Wyte]

Well I'm about to rip a hole in the industry, holdin' my energy

Wasn't about to let it out but y'all had to come testin me

Givin you one warning change your name before I get your crunk

Literally copyrighted all my shit and plus I'll fuck you up

You don't want to cross the path of killers when you on the streets

HCP got W-Y-T to the E and that's just how it be

Quit ya muthafuckin' hatin', playin' all your petty games

If you wanted to ride my nuts that bad you should've asked me mane

[Verse 6: DJ Paul]

Danger, you muthafuckas want a war, bitch, then I'ma bring it on

Catch you in these fuckin' streets boy and I'ma point the chrome

Put you in the fuckin' car hoe, and we gon' take you home

To hell with all that cryin' now nigga we gonna get it on

Beat you with that yawk dead center across your damn dome

The way you ran your mouth, you should've known to have the fuckin' tone

Beggin' from beginning, man winnin' 'cause our camp is strong

The same way your skull started dentin' 'cause we beat it long

You niggas swear you have the right plan but you had the wrong mans

Tryin' to build a clique like the hypnotize camp

I'm knowin' it wouldn't work so I just sit back

And watch how the trains just runs off the track

Cause it be to many losses, to many bosses

Too many niggas that's wantin' they own office

You niggas gotta realize who got the city owned

Three 6 fuckin' Mafia, not you damn clones