How can you have faith in a God
That cannot even control creation
How can he lead you to salvation
Welcome to the other side of reality
And this is your eternity
Eternity
The end of the world, I can see it comin'
So I pack my nine millimeters and I start huntin'
For these niggas that talk shit
Mane, these hoes'll never quit
Until you leave 'em hangin' from a tree or thrown in a ditch
Which one of you niggas think you really got them guts
To walk up to his house, knock on his door
Let 'em feel the buck shots of a twelve gauge
Backed up by an A-K
'Fore you go to bed at night, you b*****s better kneel and pray
'Cause when it's business, we takin' care of business
I'm clappin' on any punk witness, or any fool wanna get in it
Mane, this shit is real, not them stories you put in your raps
Not even that bullshit you talk behind a nigga back
Let me make it simple and plain; run up and you'll get your brains
Blown to the side of the curb with that plastic thang-thang
Meanin' Glock nineteen with a twenty clip
You don't wanna **** with this
You don't wanna **** with this
Therefore all you cliques, and you clans, and you crews
****in' - ****in' with this clique, and we gon' bring it to yo' ass!
Therefore all you cliques, and you clans, and you crews
****in' - ****in' with this clique, and we gon' bring it to yo' ass!
Therefore all you cliques, and you clans, and you crews
****in' - ****in' with this clique, and we gon' bring it to yo' ass!
Therefore all you cliques, and you clans, and you crews
****in' - ****in' with this clique, and we gon' bring it to yo' ass!
Man, for a petty crime, I swear I'll die before I do some time
Buckin' with the motha****in' plastic nine
Corpses that we tortured in the shed
Their voices won't let me rest
Could this be the end yet
Or a message sent from Satan?
Nigga omens
We tortured the cases who arrested the faces of
Triple 6 Devil Shit sorcerers
Or you might just call it a crucifix
Sick of that burnin' inside of my cradle
I'm wishin' that he could just come
Yet, this nina gots no trigger
So I'm clickin' real quick like a serial killa
I'm straight from the South for real-uh
I'll buck you dead, my nigga
In return I got no thangs, y'all went in dark room
Every time I see you slipping, I go and go load my Mac-10 (Mac-10)
Victims of my Devil's playground, come burn with me until the end
Therefore all you cliques, and you clans, and you crews
****in' - ****in' with this clique, and we gon' bring it to yo' ass!
Therefore all you cliques, and you clans, and you crews
****in' - ****in' with this clique, and we gon' bring it to yo' ass!
Therefore all you cliques, and you clans, and you crews
****in' - ****in' with this clique, and we gon' bring it to yo' ass!
Therefore all you cliques, and you clans, and you crews
****in' - ****in' with this clique, and we gon' bring it to yo' ass!
Totin' the dead body over my shoulder
Into the graveyard with my shovel and pitchfork
And get 'em more muddy as bank o' the shore
Three separate bodies hacked up with a axe
And I think a big sack had been chewed up by rats
I'm just writing these poems they bring to renown
'Cause I drove a steak knife through their skull
And amidst', thy cliques of tricks
No, I'm not a Christian
But I'm mentally ill
And I don't understand all the reasons why I think it's killin' season
So therefore, nigga, due to my mental difficulty
Scarecrow is only entertained by helping enemies bleed
Let all the bodies soak in all the blood
It's the smoke that they chase for no pity
It's the 20 gauge fire, they dyin' like I was Frank Nitti
I'm havin' no thoughts of the lives I've done lost
When I'm blazin' that stupid gauge fire
'Cause I'm havin' a Halloween slaughter in town
Motha****a just like Michael Myers
There were mutilations, paralyzations, got no patience
When I'm chasin' down a patient, tryin' to thwart assassination
Therefore all you cliques, and you clans, and you crews
****in' - ****in' with this clique, and we gon' bring it to yo' ass!
Therefore all you cliques, and you clans, and you crews
****in' - ****in' with this clique, and we gon' bring it to yo' ass!
Therefore all you cliques, and you clans, and you crews
****in' - ****in' with this clique, and we gon' bring it to yo' ass!
Therefore all you cliques, and you clans, and you crews
****in' - ****in' with this clique, and we gon' bring it to yo' ass!
I'm on a cross, Lucifer, please cut me free (cut me free)
I'll draw your portrait if you pull these nails out of my feet
(Nails out of my feet)
My cross turns upside down and finally I'm loose
I flip the land and released the others who sin;
The Scarecrow and the Juice
I look to the sky and all I could say was "Finally, it's on again"
My praise, the first power found me so I could never cower
Without a mind for murder
But the Bible couldn't tell ya half about this antichrist
Look into my eyes, tell me what you see
The demonic man of massacrism, saints, can you feel me?
I traveled years and years, sinkin' this one day of depression
Stormy weather and church bells ringin' to the election
Of a new follower, follow me into the trees
Watch me rob Adam and watch me rape Eve
In this eve of destruction, bustas will probably wonder
With DJ Paul, the Triple Six clique
And Hell take them under
Ahahahaha,B***h,Now never,Hahahaha
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:01.06][Intro: Sample from movie "Warlock: The Armageddon"]
[00:03.20]How can you have faith in a God
[00:04.59]That cannot even control creation
[00:06.97]How can he lead you to salvation
[00:16.22]Welcome to the other side of reality
[00:21.19]And this is your eternity
[00:24.96]Eternity
[00:26.91][Verse 1: Juicy J]
[00:29.68]The end of the world, I can see it comin'
[00:32.68]So I pack my nine millimeters and I start huntin'
[00:36.22]For these niggas that talk shit
[00:38.06]Mane, these hoes'll never quit
[00:39.95]Until you leave 'em hangin' from a tree or thrown in a ditch
[00:43.56]Which one of you niggas think you really got them guts
[00:47.22]To walk up to his house, knock on his door
[00:49.31]Let 'em feel the buck shots of a twelve gauge
[00:52.00]Backed up by an A-K
[00:54.74]'Fore you go to bed at night, you b*****s better kneel and pray
[00:58.28]'Cause when it's business, we takin' care of business
[01:01.79]I'm clappin' on any punk witness, or any fool wanna get in it
[01:05.49]Mane, this shit is real, not them stories you put in your raps
[01:09.19]Not even that bullshit you talk behind a nigga back
[01:12.92]Let me make it simple and plain; run up and you'll get your brains
[01:16.62]Blown to the side of the curb with that plastic thang-thang
[01:21.05]Meanin' Glock nineteen with a twenty clip
[01:24.29]You don't wanna **** with this
[01:26.07]You don't wanna **** with this
[01:28.11][Refrain: Point Blank]
[01:28.84]Therefore all you cliques, and you clans, and you crews
[01:31.46]****in' - ****in' with this clique, and we gon' bring it to yo' ass!
[01:34.87]Therefore all you cliques, and you clans, and you crews
[01:38.95]****in' - ****in' with this clique, and we gon' bring it to yo' ass!
[01:42.73]Therefore all you cliques, and you clans, and you crews
[01:46.08]****in' - ****in' with this clique, and we gon' bring it to yo' ass!
[01:49.54]Therefore all you cliques, and you clans, and you crews
[01:53.56]****in' - ****in' with this clique, and we gon' bring it to yo' ass!
[01:58.15]Man, for a petty crime, I swear I'll die before I do some time
[02:04.48]Buckin' with the motha****in' plastic nine
[02:05.87]Corpses that we tortured in the shed
[02:07.92]Their voices won't let me rest
[02:09.42]Could this be the end yet
[02:11.13]Or a message sent from Satan?
[02:13.07]Nigga omens
[02:16.91]We tortured the cases who arrested the faces of
[02:18.54]Triple 6 Devil Shit sorcerers
[02:22.22]Or you might just call it a crucifix
[02:24.08]Sick of that burnin' inside of my cradle
[02:25.85]I'm wishin' that he could just come
[02:27.53]Yet, this nina gots no trigger
[02:29.24]So I'm clickin' real quick like a serial killa
[02:31.35]I'm straight from the South for real-uh
[02:33.40]I'll buck you dead, my nigga
[02:39.00]In return I got no thangs, y'all went in dark room
[02:42.92]Every time I see you slipping, I go and go load my Mac-10 (Mac-10)
[02:49.33]Victims of my Devil's playground, come burn with me until the end
[02:57.13][Refrain: Point Blank]
[02:58.12]Therefore all you cliques, and you clans, and you crews
[03:00.05]****in' - ****in' with this clique, and we gon' bring it to yo' ass!
[03:03.81]Therefore all you cliques, and you clans, and you crews
[03:07.23]****in' - ****in' with this clique, and we gon' bring it to yo' ass!
[03:11.24]Therefore all you cliques, and you clans, and you crews
[03:14.92]****in' - ****in' with this clique, and we gon' bring it to yo' ass!
[03:18.33]Therefore all you cliques, and you clans, and you crews
[03:21.75]****in' - ****in' with this clique, and we gon' bring it to yo' ass!
[03:25.66][Verse 3: Lord Infamous]
[03:26.82]Totin' the dead body over my shoulder
[03:28.19]Into the graveyard with my shovel and pitchfork
[03:31.43]And get 'em more muddy as bank o' the shore
[03:34.29]Three separate bodies hacked up with a axe
[03:36.20]And I think a big sack had been chewed up by rats
[03:38.31]I'm just writing these poems they bring to renown
[03:39.71]'Cause I drove a steak knife through their skull
[03:45.14]And amidst', thy cliques of tricks
[03:47.16]No, I'm not a Christian
[03:49.84]But I'm mentally ill
[03:50.78]And I don't understand all the reasons why I think it's killin' season
[03:56.78]So therefore, nigga, due to my mental difficulty
[04:00.34]Scarecrow is only entertained by helping enemies bleed
[04:04.02]Let all the bodies soak in all the blood
[04:05.74]It's the smoke that they chase for no pity
[04:08.82]It's the 20 gauge fire, they dyin' like I was Frank Nitti
[04:11.56]I'm havin' no thoughts of the lives I've done lost
[04:13.51]When I'm blazin' that stupid gauge fire
[04:15.25]'Cause I'm havin' a Halloween slaughter in town
[04:17.09]Motha****a just like Michael Myers
[04:18.89]There were mutilations, paralyzations, got no patience
[04:21.87]When I'm chasin' down a patient, tryin' to thwart assassination
[04:25.39][Refrain: Point Blank]
[04:26.53]Therefore all you cliques, and you clans, and you crews
[04:28.51]****in' - ****in' with this clique, and we gon' bring it to yo' ass!
[04:32.23]Therefore all you cliques, and you clans, and you crews
[04:35.80]****in' - ****in' with this clique, and we gon' bring it to yo' ass!
[04:39.81]Therefore all you cliques, and you clans, and you crews
[04:43.10]****in' - ****in' with this clique, and we gon' bring it to yo' ass!
[04:47.26]Therefore all you cliques, and you clans, and you crews
[04:50.91]****in' - ****in' with this clique, and we gon' bring it to yo' ass!
[04:54.14][Verse 4: DJ Paul]
[04:55.67]I'm on a cross, Lucifer, please cut me free (cut me free)
[04:59.14]I'll draw your portrait if you pull these nails out of my feet
[05:02.81](Nails out of my feet)
[05:03.48]My cross turns upside down and finally I'm loose
[05:06.64]I flip the land and released the others who sin;
[05:08.87]The Scarecrow and the Juice
[05:10.45]I look to the sky and all I could say was "Finally, it's on again"
[05:17.72]My praise, the first power found me so I could never cower
[05:21.64]Without a mind for murder
[05:22.89]But the Bible couldn't tell ya half about this antichrist
[05:26.08]Look into my eyes, tell me what you see
[05:28.73]The demonic man of massacrism, saints, can you feel me?
[05:32.93]I traveled years and years, sinkin' this one day of depression
[05:36.32]Stormy weather and church bells ringin' to the election
[05:39.64]Of a new follower, follow me into the trees
[05:42.03]Watch me rob Adam and watch me rape Eve
[05:46.20]In this eve of destruction, bustas will probably wonder
[05:49.59]With DJ Paul, the Triple Six clique
[05:52.75]And Hell take them under
[05:55.06]Ahahahaha,B***h,Now never,Hahahaha
📝 纯歌词版本
How can you have faith in a God
That cannot even control creation
How can he lead you to salvation
Welcome to the other side of reality
And this is your eternity
Eternity
The end of the world, I can see it comin'
So I pack my nine millimeters and I start huntin'
For these niggas that talk shit
Mane, these hoes'll never quit
Until you leave 'em hangin' from a tree or thrown in a ditch
Which one of you niggas think you really got them guts
To walk up to his house, knock on his door
Let 'em feel the buck shots of a twelve gauge
Backed up by an A-K
'Fore you go to bed at night, you b*****s better kneel and pray
'Cause when it's business, we takin' care of business
I'm clappin' on any punk witness, or any fool wanna get in it
Mane, this shit is real, not them stories you put in your raps
Not even that bullshit you talk behind a nigga back
Let me make it simple and plain; run up and you'll get your brains
Blown to the side of the curb with that plastic thang-thang
Meanin' Glock nineteen with a twenty clip
You don't wanna **** with this
You don't wanna **** with this
Therefore all you cliques, and you clans, and you crews
****in' - ****in' with this clique, and we gon' bring it to yo' ass!
Therefore all you cliques, and you clans, and you crews
****in' - ****in' with this clique, and we gon' bring it to yo' ass!
Therefore all you cliques, and you clans, and you crews
****in' - ****in' with this clique, and we gon' bring it to yo' ass!
Therefore all you cliques, and you clans, and you crews
****in' - ****in' with this clique, and we gon' bring it to yo' ass!
Man, for a petty crime, I swear I'll die before I do some time
Buckin' with the motha****in' plastic nine
Corpses that we tortured in the shed
Their voices won't let me rest
Could this be the end yet
Or a message sent from Satan?
Nigga omens
We tortured the cases who arrested the faces of
Triple 6 Devil Shit sorcerers
Or you might just call it a crucifix
Sick of that burnin' inside of my cradle
I'm wishin' that he could just come
Yet, this nina gots no trigger
So I'm clickin' real quick like a serial killa
I'm straight from the South for real-uh
I'll buck you dead, my nigga
In return I got no thangs, y'all went in dark room
Every time I see you slipping, I go and go load my Mac-10 (Mac-10)
Victims of my Devil's playground, come burn with me until the end
Therefore all you cliques, and you clans, and you crews
****in' - ****in' with this clique, and we gon' bring it to yo' ass!
Therefore all you cliques, and you clans, and you crews
****in' - ****in' with this clique, and we gon' bring it to yo' ass!
Therefore all you cliques, and you clans, and you crews
****in' - ****in' with this clique, and we gon' bring it to yo' ass!
Therefore all you cliques, and you clans, and you crews
****in' - ****in' with this clique, and we gon' bring it to yo' ass!
Totin' the dead body over my shoulder
Into the graveyard with my shovel and pitchfork
And get 'em more muddy as bank o' the shore
Three separate bodies hacked up with a axe
And I think a big sack had been chewed up by rats
I'm just writing these poems they bring to renown
'Cause I drove a steak knife through their skull
And amidst', thy cliques of tricks
No, I'm not a Christian
But I'm mentally ill
And I don't understand all the reasons why I think it's killin' season
So therefore, nigga, due to my mental difficulty
Scarecrow is only entertained by helping enemies bleed
Let all the bodies soak in all the blood
It's the smoke that they chase for no pity
It's the 20 gauge fire, they dyin' like I was Frank Nitti
I'm havin' no thoughts of the lives I've done lost
When I'm blazin' that stupid gauge fire
'Cause I'm havin' a Halloween slaughter in town
Motha****a just like Michael Myers
There were mutilations, paralyzations, got no patience
When I'm chasin' down a patient, tryin' to thwart assassination
Therefore all you cliques, and you clans, and you crews
****in' - ****in' with this clique, and we gon' bring it to yo' ass!
Therefore all you cliques, and you clans, and you crews
****in' - ****in' with this clique, and we gon' bring it to yo' ass!
Therefore all you cliques, and you clans, and you crews
****in' - ****in' with this clique, and we gon' bring it to yo' ass!
Therefore all you cliques, and you clans, and you crews
****in' - ****in' with this clique, and we gon' bring it to yo' ass!
I'm on a cross, Lucifer, please cut me free (cut me free)
I'll draw your portrait if you pull these nails out of my feet
(Nails out of my feet)
My cross turns upside down and finally I'm loose
I flip the land and released the others who sin;
The Scarecrow and the Juice
I look to the sky and all I could say was "Finally, it's on again"
My praise, the first power found me so I could never cower
Without a mind for murder
But the Bible couldn't tell ya half about this antichrist
Look into my eyes, tell me what you see
The demonic man of massacrism, saints, can you feel me?
I traveled years and years, sinkin' this one day of depression
Stormy weather and church bells ringin' to the election
Of a new follower, follow me into the trees
Watch me rob Adam and watch me rape Eve
In this eve of destruction, bustas will probably wonder
With DJ Paul, the Triple Six clique
And Hell take them under
Ahahahaha,B***h,Now never,Hahahaha
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:01.06][Intro: Sample from movie "Warlock: The Armageddon"]
[00:03.20]How can you have faith in a God
[00:04.59]That cannot even control creation
[00:06.97]How can he lead you to salvation
[00:16.22]Welcome to the other side of reality
[00:21.19]And this is your eternity
[00:24.96]Eternity
[00:26.91][Verse 1: Juicy J]
[00:29.68]The end of the world, I can see it comin'
[00:32.68]So I pack my nine millimeters and I start huntin'
[00:36.22]For these niggas that talk shit
[00:38.06]Mane, these hoes'll never quit
[00:39.95]Until you leave 'em hangin' from a tree or thrown in a ditch
[00:43.56]Which one of you niggas think you really got them guts
[00:47.22]To walk up to his house, knock on his door
[00:49.31]Let 'em feel the buck shots of a twelve gauge
[00:52.00]Backed up by an A-K
[00:54.74]'Fore you go to bed at night, you b*****s better kneel and pray
[00:58.28]'Cause when it's business, we takin' care of business
[01:01.79]I'm clappin' on any punk witness, or any fool wanna get in it
[01:05.49]Mane, this shit is real, not them stories you put in your raps
[01:09.19]Not even that bullshit you talk behind a nigga back
[01:12.92]Let me make it simple and plain; run up and you'll get your brains
[01:16.62]Blown to the side of the curb with that plastic thang-thang
[01:21.05]Meanin' Glock nineteen with a twenty clip
[01:24.29]You don't wanna **** with this
[01:26.07]You don't wanna **** with this
[01:28.11][Refrain: Point Blank]
[01:28.84]Therefore all you cliques, and you clans, and you crews
[01:31.46]****in' - ****in' with this clique, and we gon' bring it to yo' ass!
[01:34.87]Therefore all you cliques, and you clans, and you crews
[01:38.95]****in' - ****in' with this clique, and we gon' bring it to yo' ass!
[01:42.73]Therefore all you cliques, and you clans, and you crews
[01:46.08]****in' - ****in' with this clique, and we gon' bring it to yo' ass!
[01:49.54]Therefore all you cliques, and you clans, and you crews
[01:53.56]****in' - ****in' with this clique, and we gon' bring it to yo' ass!
[01:58.15]Man, for a petty crime, I swear I'll die before I do some time
[02:04.48]Buckin' with the motha****in' plastic nine
[02:05.87]Corpses that we tortured in the shed
[02:07.92]Their voices won't let me rest
[02:09.42]Could this be the end yet
[02:11.13]Or a message sent from Satan?
[02:13.07]Nigga omens
[02:16.91]We tortured the cases who arrested the faces of
[02:18.54]Triple 6 Devil Shit sorcerers
[02:22.22]Or you might just call it a crucifix
[02:24.08]Sick of that burnin' inside of my cradle
[02:25.85]I'm wishin' that he could just come
[02:27.53]Yet, this nina gots no trigger
[02:29.24]So I'm clickin' real quick like a serial killa
[02:31.35]I'm straight from the South for real-uh
[02:33.40]I'll buck you dead, my nigga
[02:39.00]In return I got no thangs, y'all went in dark room
[02:42.92]Every time I see you slipping, I go and go load my Mac-10 (Mac-10)
[02:49.33]Victims of my Devil's playground, come burn with me until the end
[02:57.13][Refrain: Point Blank]
[02:58.12]Therefore all you cliques, and you clans, and you crews
[03:00.05]****in' - ****in' with this clique, and we gon' bring it to yo' ass!
[03:03.81]Therefore all you cliques, and you clans, and you crews
[03:07.23]****in' - ****in' with this clique, and we gon' bring it to yo' ass!
[03:11.24]Therefore all you cliques, and you clans, and you crews
[03:14.92]****in' - ****in' with this clique, and we gon' bring it to yo' ass!
[03:18.33]Therefore all you cliques, and you clans, and you crews
[03:21.75]****in' - ****in' with this clique, and we gon' bring it to yo' ass!
[03:25.66][Verse 3: Lord Infamous]
[03:26.82]Totin' the dead body over my shoulder
[03:28.19]Into the graveyard with my shovel and pitchfork
[03:31.43]And get 'em more muddy as bank o' the shore
[03:34.29]Three separate bodies hacked up with a axe
[03:36.20]And I think a big sack had been chewed up by rats
[03:38.31]I'm just writing these poems they bring to renown
[03:39.71]'Cause I drove a steak knife through their skull
[03:45.14]And amidst', thy cliques of tricks
[03:47.16]No, I'm not a Christian
[03:49.84]But I'm mentally ill
[03:50.78]And I don't understand all the reasons why I think it's killin' season
[03:56.78]So therefore, nigga, due to my mental difficulty
[04:00.34]Scarecrow is only entertained by helping enemies bleed
[04:04.02]Let all the bodies soak in all the blood
[04:05.74]It's the smoke that they chase for no pity
[04:08.82]It's the 20 gauge fire, they dyin' like I was Frank Nitti
[04:11.56]I'm havin' no thoughts of the lives I've done lost
[04:13.51]When I'm blazin' that stupid gauge fire
[04:15.25]'Cause I'm havin' a Halloween slaughter in town
[04:17.09]Motha****a just like Michael Myers
[04:18.89]There were mutilations, paralyzations, got no patience
[04:21.87]When I'm chasin' down a patient, tryin' to thwart assassination
[04:25.39][Refrain: Point Blank]
[04:26.53]Therefore all you cliques, and you clans, and you crews
[04:28.51]****in' - ****in' with this clique, and we gon' bring it to yo' ass!
[04:32.23]Therefore all you cliques, and you clans, and you crews
[04:35.80]****in' - ****in' with this clique, and we gon' bring it to yo' ass!
[04:39.81]Therefore all you cliques, and you clans, and you crews
[04:43.10]****in' - ****in' with this clique, and we gon' bring it to yo' ass!
[04:47.26]Therefore all you cliques, and you clans, and you crews
[04:50.91]****in' - ****in' with this clique, and we gon' bring it to yo' ass!
[04:54.14][Verse 4: DJ Paul]
[04:55.67]I'm on a cross, Lucifer, please cut me free (cut me free)
[04:59.14]I'll draw your portrait if you pull these nails out of my feet
[05:02.81](Nails out of my feet)
[05:03.48]My cross turns upside down and finally I'm loose
[05:06.64]I flip the land and released the others who sin;
[05:08.87]The Scarecrow and the Juice
[05:10.45]I look to the sky and all I could say was "Finally, it's on again"
[05:17.72]My praise, the first power found me so I could never cower
[05:21.64]Without a mind for murder
[05:22.89]But the Bible couldn't tell ya half about this antichrist
[05:26.08]Look into my eyes, tell me what you see
[05:28.73]The demonic man of massacrism, saints, can you feel me?
[05:32.93]I traveled years and years, sinkin' this one day of depression
[05:36.32]Stormy weather and church bells ringin' to the election
[05:39.64]Of a new follower, follow me into the trees
[05:42.03]Watch me rob Adam and watch me rape Eve
[05:46.20]In this eve of destruction, bustas will probably wonder
[05:49.59]With DJ Paul, the Triple Six clique
[05:52.75]And Hell take them under
[05:55.06]Ahahahaha,B***h,Now never,Hahahaha
Hey mother****ers, get yo asses, yo blow
Get yo drank together 'cause we 'bout to get high
Half on a sack or some blow
Half on a, half-half on a sack ...
Roll with it
Roll with it (Oh Yeah)
You've got to roll with it
If you ever feel
Like no one cares
When you try your best
But you get no where
Don't gi...
Let's start a mother****ing riot in this bitch!,Let's start a mother****ing riot in this ho!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ****er, yeah
You got to be the weakest...
Does it real good
Does it real good
Now when I pull up at the club
I'm lookin' so clean
Se-se-seventy-seven cut, dog painted lime green
T-t-today
I'm ...
Here we come - here we come hoe - here we come
Here we come hoe - here we come - here we come hoe - here we come
Here we come hoe - here we come - her...
Money Flow - Three-6 Mafia/K Rock/Killa Klan Kaze
So many my niggas
So can what I do
K-Roc ain't go beg the believas
Niggas that a felt me
Make a litt...