Dangerous Posse (Explicit Album Version) - Three 6 Mafia/Hypnotize Camp Posse

The most dangerous posse song ever

It's going down

Hypnotize camp posse

You did this ni**a

Sh*t talking

You wanna talk about something ni**a

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

Ni**a we some maniacs

F**king up our brainiacs

Breaking down some d**e

Wit a razor boy remember that

Crop a mix with smilax

Take a gun and cock it back

Now I'm bout to blow my brains out

Cause I don't give a sh*t

Hope you give a ni**a reason to want ya

The bigger gun the better

The more sh*t you talk the more blood the sweata'

The plane crashes the devil the anthrax the letters

Forgot about the peddlers we still in it together

Let me introduce myself my f**king ni**a

I'ma be the one to pull that f**king trigga

I'ma be the one that's sent to f**king getcha

You better watch out cause ill paint a picture

A pretty little picture now how a ni**a getcha

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 ni**a ain't leaving no witness

Yeah make me a believer ni**a

Make some sh*t this bumping you f**king wannabes

Lord roll

I am the predator you are the prey

You play the target

Lord play the gage

You play b**ches and I mack hoes

You run from niggaz

I find the snub nose

I come from 3 6 picture platinum clique

And you can't sell three copies of your sh*t

You smoke garbage w**d

And cheap packs a blow

You own a vehicle

Pick up the scarecrow

Frayser boy cocking toy

Yall don't wanna f**k with me

Infared got ya scared

In protective custody

The unbreakables

The most hateable the unescapeables

Time to bust a ni**a head

We aren't hesitateable

Ya chest pumped out

Mouth talking that sh*t

I'm from the bay

I'ma show you how a ni**a beat a b**ch

Time to damage sh*t

No understanding this

You know you scandalous

Hcp blowing your lights out like a candle b**ch

Hole in the industry

Holding my energy

Wasn't about to let it

But you had to come testing me

Giving you one warning change your name

Before I get your crunk

Lyrically copyrighted all my sh*t and plus ill f**k you up

You don't want to cross the path a killers

When you on the streets

Hcp got wyt to the e and that's just how it be

Quit ya muthaf**king hating playing all your petty games

If you wanted to ride my nuts

That bad you should've asked me man

Danger

You muthaf**kas wanted a war b**ch then I'ma bring it on

Catch you in these f**king streets boy

And I'ma point the chrome

Put you in the f**king car hoe

And we gon take you home

To hell with all that crying now ni**a 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 f**king tone

Begging from beginning

Man winning cause our camp is strong

The same way your skull started denting cause we beat it long

You niggaz swear you have the right plan

But you had the wrong mans

Trying to build a clique like the hypnotize camp

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

And watch how the trains just runs off the track

Cause it be too many loses too many boses

Too many niggaz that's wanting they own office

You niggaz gotta realize who got the city owned

Three six f**king mafia not these damn hoes

Three six f**king mafia

Yall can't f**k with this

Three six

Three six f**king mafia

Yall can't f**k with this

Three six f**king mafia

Three six

Yall can't f**k with this

Three six f**king mafia

Yall can't f**k with this

Yall can't f**k with this

Yall can't