(DJ Paul-Talking)
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Yeah muthafuckaz! The Platinum plaque bringers of the mothafuckin' "M"
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Back in this bitch, nigga.
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H-C muthafuckin' P. Hypnotyze camp muthafuckin posse.
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And it's goin' down, like we always do about this time, nigga, night time.
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We about to load them black trucks up. Who we got in this muthafucka
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We got my girl La Chat, Gangsta Boo, Crunchy muthafuckin' Black
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Playboy Juice, Project muthafuckin' Pat, Lord Imfamous, and me
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DJ muthafuckin' Paul, the king of the muthafuckin' "M" town.
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And it's goin' down- HYPNOTYZE MINDS HO!
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(HOOK)
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Mafia!... Mafia!... Mafia!... Mafia!...
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Mafia!... Mafia!... Mafia!... Mafia!
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(La Chat)
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La Chat, with that gat
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The other queen of MemphisHypnotize Camp we got 2 bumpin' bitches...
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(Gangsta Boo)
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... In the club posted up
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Eight hundred dollar bottles
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Sippin' Cris fuck a glass
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Nigga drink it out the bottle...
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(La Chat)
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... Don't be hatin' and shit
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'Cause we gettin' paid and shit
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Ain't no need be lyin' till I die
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I'm gon' be lovin' this...
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(Gangsta Boo)
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... The bottle-yeah gangsta gangsta
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Ridin' nigga posted up
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Fuck you bitches up when I come gunnin'
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Lettin' the lugers bust
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Chat, you got my fuckin' back?
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(La Chat)
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Yeah I got your fuckin' back
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Buckin' bitches that be hatin'
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Blow their chest up through their back
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(Gangsta Boo)
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High as hell can't you tell
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'Cause my eyes are red as fire
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'Bout to fuck this nigga
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Take his money- Pimpin' 'till I die
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Hypnotyze Minds be the label that pay me
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Fuck you other rappers talkin' shit
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You cannot faze me
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(La Chat)
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So you heard it from the queens
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HCP we be together
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Fuckin' with my family bitch
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It's gon' have to be whatever...
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(HOOK 1X)
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(Lord Imfamous)
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How can you relate to this
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Niggaz they be hatin' this
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Purple fuckin' tradin' man
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Barely makin' dividends
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Burn it man, half in
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Better known as "assed in"
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All I want is money man
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Can't you niggaz comprehend?
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Lock and fuckin' load fool
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Break the fuckin' law fool
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Ain't no attitude fool
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This is what we came to do
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With them bodies in the bag
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Put that dope in the bag
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Put that money in the bag
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Let's go fool, rat tat tat
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(Juicy "J")
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They call me Juicy gigolo
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Got hoes that fill
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A statue of a fool
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With them platinum tips
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I'm tellin' all you bitches
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To beware of the game
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I'm tellin' all you niggaz
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To beware of the lames
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I freak your baby mama
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Put her on the house
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I got my dick sucked
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When I was on the couch
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My nigga walked in
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He said that hoe was stout
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I hit it from the back
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My nigga took her mouth
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(Project Pat)
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By love real my nig
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Let blood spill my nig
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Shoot to kill my nig
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If ya real my nig
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Project Pat my nig
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I spit facts my nig
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Hang with macks my nig
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Who tote gats my nig
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It's blast or be left
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Baller in your blood
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White girl up your nose
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Ya high off that bud
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A slug in the lot
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Your car and no strap
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Blew your gotdamn brains
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In your partner's lap
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(Lord Imfamous)
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Choose your weapons
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But boy choose them carefully
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Each of my poisons
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Are deadlier melodies
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I am the doctor
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And this is your therapy
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You can have one
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So you must get a pair of these
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Beat, bound and gagged
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Bump off bounty
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Place all his pieces
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All over county
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The shit's very lethal
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That I place in the needle
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Prepare you for your last trip
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To the Cathedral
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(DJ Paul)
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I seen how TV can hurt
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And plus platinum plaques to match
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And add them twenties and vogues
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And Gucci jackets on backs
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We got them Bentlys and Benzes
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And all them Lexus on lock
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The picture gettin' kind of clearer
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I see why them bitches hot
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You hoes is strugglin' and starvin'
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And wanna rise in the hood
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It's cold I'm crankin' up heat
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And you wish you could
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Y'all wish y'all could get back with us
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Then maybe then you could shine
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Like the rappers you wish you was
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And get off the grind
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I'm keepin' one in the chamber
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Because I'm filled up with anger
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And when I see yo little hoe 'n'
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You knowin' your life's in danger
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I do a show y'all in the burough
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Hollerin' no kind of shit
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Is that the best way that you know
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