Where They Hang Da Headbussaz
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[Chorus]
I said where dem bitches hang, where dem bitches hang
We got dem thangs, we out the frame, fuck 'em off
I said where dem bitches hang, where dem bitches hang
We got dem thangs, we out the frame, fuck 'em off
I said where dem bitches hang, where dem bitches hang
We got dem thangs, we got dem thangs, fuck 'em off
I said where dem bitches hang, where dem bitches hang
We got dem thangs, we got dem thangs, fuck 'em off
[Verse 1: Juicy J]
I know a lot of Memphis rappers, glad my brother went to jail
They can put their CD out, and see if that wack ass shit gon' sell
Mane I hope you haters knew this Hypnotize ain't gon' stop
If you wanna go to war, bring your group, bring your Glock
We ain't scared of no bitches and we ain't barrin' you niggas
All you cowards wanna roll, you gonna feel these triggas
Boy, I bet you cocksuckas wanna be Juicy
But you gotta play catch up my nig, it ain't easy
[Verse 2: DJ Paul]
I said I'm a killer by nature my nigga
Killer by my blood, killer by religion
Most of my niggas nice with the trigga
Hits so hard with slugs, left him in the river
Get her, I ain't did her, 'cause I deliver a hitter
From my steela to your liver
I left his back sowed wide open
A rapper shouldn't have let his mouth open
I said where dem bitches hang, where dem bitches hang
We got dem thangs, we out the frame, fuck 'em off
I said where dem bitches hang, where dem bitches hang
We got dem thangs, we out the frame, fuck 'em off
I said where dem bitches hang, where dem bitches hang
We got dem thangs, we got dem thangs, fuck 'em off
I said where dem bitches hang, where dem bitches hang
We got dem thangs, we got dem thangs, fuck 'em off
[Verse 1: Juicy J]
I know a lot of Memphis rappers, glad my brother went to jail
They can put their CD out, and see if that wack ass shit gon' sell
Mane I hope you haters knew this Hypnotize ain't gon' stop
If you wanna go to war, bring your group, bring your Glock
We ain't scared of no bitches and we ain't barrin' you niggas
All you cowards wanna roll, you gonna feel these triggas
Boy, I bet you cocksuckas wanna be Juicy
But you gotta play catch up my nig, it ain't easy
[Verse 2: DJ Paul]
I said I'm a killer by nature my nigga
Killer by my blood, killer by religion
Most of my niggas nice with the trigga
Hits so hard with slugs, left him in the river
Get her, I ain't did her, 'cause I deliver a hitter
From my steela to your liver
I left his back sowed wide open
A rapper shouldn't have let his mouth open
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