Ah yeah, yall know what time it is
Tear the club up boys back up in this motherfucker
Yall know what time it is, we gettin it crunk for the motherfuckin 97
Biiootch
Yall cant handle this motherfuckin shit
Its on for the 97 motherfucker
Nine nickel in two pennies
Aint no toms was a nigga words clearly biiootch
We finna do this motherfuckin shit like thiis...
[koopsta knicca]
I aint rollin oxy fours, come and go Im lookin for
Bustin through the cut with the skeemask on you funky hoes
Wood grain chevy thangs, hearin (...? ...) boomerangs
Burbon with that (..? ..) mane, with the gear mane, I aint playin
Im insane gone get you with that killin
Murder, death, kill now Im flexin in your lexus
Stretch me if you wanna, gonna, follow around the corner
Then I holler at your women, turn the fire (.....? .....)
Foolish ass punk, makin noise in my trunk
Tryin to get his ass hurt, in the them curbs and them speed bumps
Thump, thump, thump, finna get him can you feel me
Three for my pump, in the destine in the meanin
Itchin for a killin nigga for I kill a man
Didnt want to hitem, but that bitch kept playin with mine
As I tried to stopem, but he kept on runnin low
Killin his ass before he got to the door
Chorus 2x
[lord infamous]
Niggas up in the (..? ..) wait till lord infamous kick in the door
So just ever your way wipe the crest of your feet on the floor
So get ultra and buck in this hoe
Bitches get (...? ...)cause its going down right about now
Tearin and riot (? ) cause we comin straight from the rowdy ass south
Crank up this bitch, shake like a natural disaster, earthquake to blow up the
Scale
Name was the triple 6, end of the world we can enter this bitch (...? ...)
Next time we gonna fuck up the club, we gonna rip it up so riots break out
So people (...? ...) like the war started and ended now
[juicy j]
Im takin care of my motherfuckin business, I aint goin bitch
Niggas claimin killa all the time but aint did shit
Flodgin round town, talkin about what you gonna do
Knowin if you step up to this pimpin its a murder fool
Never try to dodge a nigga cause I let my nuts hangs, strapped
With the smith and wesson if I have to bring the pain, bring the pain
Bring the game, nigga we gone get it on
Smokin motherfuckers in the night until the early morn
Chorus 2x
[gangsta boo]
Now its time to get buck wild, niggas on that chris style
While my nigga paul and rowdy chris head to funkytown
Baby come and get it crunk
Whats up, what you scared or somethin
Loddy, doddy party fuckin hardy till you fuck up somethin
Fuck the fuckin police bitch, you cant fade the triple six
Once they see how crunk we get it they gone want to join this shit
We gone get it crunk, nigga keep it crunk, stayin real
Always smokin scopin motherfuckers tryin to keep a meal, big baby
[dj paul]
Time to tear the club up thugs, back up in this hoe
Nigga thought we was washed up but we got plenty more
Aimin at your ass, once again for the nine nickel and a couple of pennies
My words clearly, toms in so you can hear me
You know the loco break the law but that was 95
Mystic styles worldwide hoes realize
Chris got the mossberg but they aint dead yet
The three 6 gonna be alive till we get it crunk
