[Chorus: Lord Infamous, Lil Buck]

Triple Six Mafia, Mafia

Smoked out, smoked out

Loced out, smo—smoked out

Smoked out

Triple Six Mafia, Mafia

Smoked out, smoked out

Loced out, smo—smoked out

Smoked out

Triple Six Mafia, Mafia

Smoked out, smoked out

Loced out, smo—smoked out

Smoked out

Triple Six Mafia, Mafia

Smoked out, smoked out

Loced out, smo—smoked out

Smoked out

Triple Six Mafia, Mafia


[Verse 1: Gangsta Blac]

Woke up early Tuesday mornin', on that devil shit

Time to hit the track, I got a sack, now where is Triple Six?

Ridin' through the park, tryin' to find a nigga at the store

Cheese is what I'm makin', 'cause I'm wakin' up all on the floor

If you think I'm lyin', or you think that you can test nuts

Paul, with the .45, shoot 'em in his fuckin' guts

Killer goin' insane in the brain, all aboard on the train

Funky Town, Funky Town, gotta' stop, get a Tanq

Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout

South Park, Gangsta Blac, Triple 6, smoked out

Loced out (Triple Six Mafia)

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