I Told 'Em

[Intro: DJ Paul]

Yeah, Hypnotize Minds

Three 6 Mafia

Ya, you niggas wanna motherfuckin' play nigga

Don't go by the Terrance playing no motherfucking TV show or movie nigga

Lookin' to test me sucka?

I'll show you niggas where motherfuckin' tears come from nigga

From the motherfuckin' haze of these niggas guns right here boy

It's goin' down

[Chorus: DJ Paul]

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 to be fussy

I said I hate to be fussy, I swear I hate to be

I swear, 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 to be fussy

I said I hate to be fussy, I swear I hate to be, what?

[Verse 1: DJ Paul]

Come one, come all to the Hypnotize gun show

Young ho, gun let go, I've been gung-ho

Run yo' click clean out of that shit

Did they forget, or did they not know who they was fuckin' with?

D Paul, Three 6, king of this Memphis shit

Any nigga think otherwise they need to stop it

Prayin' when the red tape'll introduce a faker to they maker

Call me The Undertaker for haters causin' vapors

And you can catch a hot one, I got plenty of 'em

They caught bullets and they burn just like a oven

And we can do it however, it ain't no use to play

Fire on a nigga like they used to say, ya

[Chorus: DJ Paul]

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 to be fussy

I said I hate to be fussy, I swear I hate to be

I swear, 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 to be fussy

I said I hate to be fussy, I swear I hate to be, what?

[Verse 2: Juicy J]

Coward niggas ride twenty niggas deep

With a piece, underneath the seat, make 'em think they street

I don't need nobody else, whip you by myself

One-on-one, leave the guns at home, keep 'em on the shelf

But you can't, 'cause you need a crew, extra fist or two

Only one might really shoot, but that is not you

And you show out, try to buck, make 'em think you tough

Been to jail about a couple of times, I guess that puffed you up

If you real nigga what the deal, take some weed or pills

Maybe thinkin' get your confidence up, tell 'em how you feel

You a joke, and a fuck nigga, can't stand yo' ground

But you walk around, fake-ass frown, but I know you're a clown

Bitch

[Chorus: DJ Paul]

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 to be fussy

I said I hate to be fussy, I swear I hate to be

I swear, 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 to be fussy

I said I hate to be fussy, I swear I hate to be, what?