Hit a Muthafucka

[Intro]

What happened?

Keep going?

Yeah, you sissy ass motherfucker

[Hook]

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 (Ho)

Push a motherfucker, push a motherfucker

I bet you won't

[Verse 1: Juicy J]

This ain't no game, we bring the pain, so don't you niggas trip

Fall in the club with all them thugs and bout five extra clips

Deep always 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 choke right out the door, the Three 6 Mafia game

Now I was 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, we let our nuts hang

[Verse 2: Lord Infamous]

I wanna crack yo' mind, I wanna get you hypnotized

'Cause you this scarecrow, keep a mystic type of visionary rhyme

You may not capture the essence 'cause we young, my time, my flex

It's a futuristic, anarchistic mega blitz complex

I rack up many shots cause on my run colegri pop

I make sure they get so wild, they bustin caps upon the spot

All around the planet rock, the ghetto blocks don't stop

My nigga gotta take a deep breath and keep on blowin 'til they drop

[Hook]

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 (Ho)

Push a motherfucker, push a motherfucker

I bet you won't

[Verse 3: DJ Paul]

We ain't going to stop until some damn fools die up in the audience

Word up, push them to the floor

Put yo foot in his guts; example, watch a fool get trampled

Shoot a pistol in the air make it so security can't handle

The crowd, they gotta bum rush before a fool gonna get crushed

Crush crush, we got it buck buck (The Three 6)

And when the show's over I wanna see nothing but bodies

On the floor everybody know Three 6 rocks the parties

[Verse 4: Crunchy Black]

I heard through the streets that a nigga had said

Something about that nigga, I think his name was Crunchy Black

But I walk up to his house, I knocked upon his door

When he came to the door, then I hit him in the mouth

And I knocked him on the floor

Then I hit him and hit him some more

Then I told that fucking boy

Shouldn't have ran his mouth about the motherfucking prophet boys

'Cause the prophet boys we hypnotizing all of y'all

Gonna tie a rope around yo throat and drag you like you want

[Hook]

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 (Ho)

Push a motherfucker, push a motherfucker

I bet you won't

[Verse 5: Gangsta Boo]

Why you smilin' in my face? Why you talks behind my back?

Hittin' you up, hittin' you down when I start to attack

Never can't be fade 'cause this lady roll with right clique

Married to this shit, call me Mrs. Mob Bitch

Smoking Optimos on 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 the sheets, hold your breath

[Verse 6: Koopsta Knicca]

G, my celly sweatin' in 'em Reeboks, but look at the outside

Not even my piece out on the block won't front me state socks

See, call up them niggas operators, they tellin' me they were scared

With you up on the house and on here, lookin' out there

G, I'm tired of Lory tabs; her freezy always smells

My man don't listen to y'all, we just stank these boys in there

Still, all she really cares 'bout her hair

See, he thinks he's hot? Rover and on home now

Motherfucker 'bout to gon' die tonight

[Hook]

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 (Ho)

Push a motherfucker, push a motherfucker

I bet you won't