[Hook]
  'Cause bitch we shoot 'em first
  We don't ask questions later
  We're Triple 6, Triple 6 fuckin' haters
  And it's on if you niggaz
  Wanna bring it to the door
  To you cowards in my face
  I'm a treat you like a hoe
  
  [Gangsta Boo]
  Since you niggaz talkin' shit
  About the dirty dirty six
  Lemme see if you can bump out
  And be featured on a hit
  Radio the love my songs
  Ballin' niggaz love my thongs
  If you wanna go to war
  I suggest you bring it on, nigga
  I ain't no little girl
  I been down in the streets
  Remember me Hillcrest
  Nigga reppin' BAZ
  Shoot a finger fuck a spot
  Niggaz drop, niggaz drop
  But everybody in the club
  Lookin' hard nigga he ain't hot
  We be cold froze wrists
  Got you bitches in a blitz
  Mad 'cause I be hanging 'round
  Them niggaz in the triple six
  Bitches wanna say this
  Bitch I ain't stuntin' you
  I be on the charts blowin' up
  Bitch look at you
  Niggaz be mad
  Actin' like some fuckin hoes
  If you can't stand the truth
  Nigga keep your eyes closed
  DJ Paul, Juice Man
  Crunchy Black, Lord Imfamous
  I'm the one
  Mrs. Crazy lady Gangsta Boo bitch
  
  [Hook 2X]
  
  [Crunchy Black]
  Niggaz talk shit
  Well they might as well talk shit
  Talk this
  When I bring that fuckin' chalk bitch
  And put your body in a body bag or somethin'
  And drop your bitch ass off in a river my cousin
  You should've never played the dozens
  With a nigga like me
  It be C fuckin' B
  And I'm hard to be
  Niggaz talk a lot of shit
  But I promise you dog
  I'm a blast at your ass
  And let the gun revolve
  Niggaz always tryin' to be real hard
  Niggaz always tryin' to pray to God
  When they got their ass caught up in some bullshit
  And that's some bullshit
  You gotta finish it
  You gon' remember this
  Ain't no game I play
  Poppin' shots at your ass
  With the A fuckin' K
  Nigga watch what you say
  When you talkin' to me
  Nigga watch what you say
  When you talkin' to C
  
  [Hook 1X]
  [DJ Paul]
  Put a mask on, gone in man do the shit [4X]
  
  [Lord Imfamous]
  My arteries pump acid
  I love to pop that plastic
  Life is filled with maggots
  Nigga I let you have it
  With automatic havoc
  While faggots ride or tag it
  Boy I'm psychopathic
  Milli clips big rappin'
  What I got for a mackin'
  For funeral compassion
  Better close that casket
  When I hit for that stackin'
  Wanna know the business
  Stay out my fuckin' business
  Gossip like some bitches
  But y'all no competition
  Better pay attention
  I'll cook you like a kitchen
  Diss and leave you missin'
  And on a murder mission
  Critical condition
  Got plenty ammunition
  Don't need to catch you slippin'
  I'll fuck you up lil pimpin'
  Lord have mercy hurt you with verses
  Got you puntas rollin' in hearses
  Hate the six we got platinum plus a
  Your shit on shelves collectin' dust a
  
  [Hook 1X]
  
  [DJ Paul]
  Put a mask on, gone in man do the shit [4X]