We 'bout To Ride Lyrics - Three 6 Mafia Presents: Hypnotize Camp Posse - Three 6 Mafia

{DJ Paul: talking} 

yeah nigga 

the mother fuckin two time two time motherfuckin champions in this bitch 

I got another motherfuckin gold plaque on the wall now nigga 

now tell me what you think about that look me in my eyes 

and tell me nigga bitch bitch bitch bitch hoe hoe hoe nigga 

{Juicy J} 

(background mixed through various parts of whole song) 

drop em in the trunk lock em in trunk real fast you'll be flying 

{Crunchy Black} 

we bout to ride on these fools cock these nines on these fools (x2) 

{DJ Paul} 

like thisssssssssss 

now in my city its so real in my city its so fake 

got some niggas that's gone play got some niggas that gone hate 

got some niggas that's gone dis the treal niggas on the tape 

but them the ones who want the streets so they start to evaporate 

that's why them niggas ain't around no more 

cause them niggas could sell no more 

without the Hypnotize or the Prophet nigga you is no more 

got plaques up on my walls 

got twenties on my cars 

keep coming like you coming and I'm gonna show you 

I ain't fucked up bout no charge nigga 

{Juicy J} 

can you niggas feel my pain 

catch me standing in the rain 

holding on a rusty 2 

bout to act a fuckin fool 

is the 6 the devil though 

make you wanna powder your nose 

have you smoking hydro weed 

satisfaction guaranteed 

bucking wild and throwing signs 

knowing these niggas done loss they minds 

blame it on Coriddy and Ooh 

when we cock them thangs and shoot 

thinking somebody had seen my face 

now I'm gonna catch a murder case 

just gonna beat him round for round and leave him in the river 

{[DJ Paul] Crunchy Black} 

[They try to] 

we bout to ride on these fools cock these nines on these fools (x4) 

{DJ Paul: talking} 

hahaha y'all niggas still don't understand 

nigga look around motherfucker look the fuck around you 

and see who you see nigga all you see is me 

Hypnotized C-A-M-motherfuckin-P bitch 

come on come on keep it coming keep it coming keep it coming 

{Project Pat} 

so you wanna try a 

nigga with the nine-a 

creep up from behind ya 

like the macarena 

shoot ya in your spine-a 

strap ya like a minor 

patch out your hizead 

slug bloody rized 

staying on the low low 

hating that's a no no 

duck taping trick up 

in the trunk you go go 

you gonna shake and shiver 

pain I deliver 

kidnapping fools throw they body in the river 

{Koopsta Knicca} 

let get this on 

you think I just piss off them fuckin sluts then a 

the streets auto traffic gonna fuck you up but now 

I had to tremble quick cause he bump with it 

got some midgets in my clizick now I'm pimping bitch 

my friends have brand new teams 

twenties hundred ain't she motherfuckin funny 

North Memphis come we catching everything and money 

home at night keep my motherfuckin eyes open 

cause last night I'm dealing with the fedz in the corner store 

{Crunchy Black} 

yo yo yo yo yo yo yo 

I locked em in the trunk 

and dropped they bodies off 

see cash in B.Z. you get that sawed off funk 

point to your head and then left someone dead 

then try that with thugs and be half out your head 

see messing with me is like messing with the fedz 

see messing with me is like being halfway dead 

most niggas don't walk my path I done already laid 

put 2 in the gun and flex so I won't be in that resting place 

{Lord Infamous} 

don't make me get ignorant, feel the incisions 

I shall make fragments, daggerous dragon 

poison and lashes, 2000 hazardous 

can you imagine, me with the Magnum 

fire breathing dragon, blow away the ashes 

what the fuck happen, torture and trap them 

Satan is digging, Scarecrow premonition 

the world is ending, please make a decision 

{LaChat} 

mayn fuck that shit 

go get that bitch and throw her ass in my trunk 

that infrared net be getting her head 

she make more sounds and she dumped 

where the fuck the evidence bitch 

only heat for my witness 

you think I'm playing what you saying 

LaChat ain't bout her business 

I tote my glock I keep it cocked 

the .38 slug for a nigga 

could be my brother husband cousin 

fuck him I pull the trigger 

got no remorse wont sympathize 

ain't got no love in my soul 

don't fuck with me know who I be 

LaChat that murdering hoe 

{T-Rock} 

I got him running from my slugs wrath 

niggas get they mugs snapped 

licking shots from plastic glocks 

you marinate in blood baths 

ignorance leave my manner 

silently concealed with Anna 

hoe I pugulize your skull 

and split it with the snipers scanner 

insert the capping glock 

gunpoint faster props 

lock and load like master lock 

and hit you for an aftershock 

I'm a snake so meet your fate 

compensate the paper chase 

Triple 6 is running shit 

corroborate and we make you wait 

{Lil Pat} 

you's out there thinking we just bullshittin 

about this shit gone whined up being 

the very motherfucker with they wig split 

laying there in the corner 

that you cant just see me come out of 

now you think a nigga still playing 

bitch what's up 'cause 

like I always said 

I'm gonna tell you once and ain't no more 

I think I done made it clear enough 

about how these ballers like the road 

I ain't you hoe 

Lil P don't mess with me when I get good and crunk 

or you gonna find yourself locked in the fuckin trunk 

{Juicy J} 

(background mixed) 

drop em in the trunk lock em in trunk real fast you'll be flying