They Don’t Fuck Wit U Three 6 Mafia (Ft. Project Pat)

[Intro: DJ Paul]
Gangsta g-g-gangsta, g-g-gangsta
Gangsta g-g-gangsta, g-g-gangsta
Gangsta g-g-gangsta, g-g-gangsta
Gangsta, gangsta, weak niggas perpetrate
Gangsta, gangsta, weak niggas perpetrate

[Verse 1: DJ Paul]
I grab my swatter, I swat this bug, he laid to rest
Fuckin' with T-R-I-P-L-E S-I-X
Niggas be talkin', but in the end I like fuck 'em up
In the beginnin' they could've survived, but they had no nuts
Bitch, where you graduated from? I said a school of hoein'
'Cause in your face, off in the streets, ain't nothin' but ho is showin'
Too fuckin' light, too fuckin' light to try to fight
Stick you with knives, shoot you with nines and take your life

[Verse 2: Juicy J]
Yea we know you niggas are fuckin' scared cuz we don't play around
Never wanna step cuz Three 6 Mafia put you in the ground
People say you buck but we all know that's just that liquor bro
Niggas swear you hype but all that hyper is from hittin' that snow
If a member call me then I'm gonna pack my yawks and roll
Ride down on your block and close up shop and leave your body cold
Fool, this ain't no game, so tuck your chain and, coward, hide your grill
High cappin' and dissin' in your rappin' just might get you killed