Hypnotize Cash Money
[Intro: Baby​​​​​​​​​​​​​]
How you love this, playboy? This one here bezzled out
With the Hot Boys and the Tear Da Club Up Thugs
N***a, like this
Riding on twenties
Memphis and New Orleans, we gonna show you how we do this
Y'all know the motherf**kin' score, b*t*h

[Verse 1: DJ Paul]
Y'all boys y'all boys ain't ready for this
Hot Boys Hot Boys gunnin with the Three 6
40 Cal. in my draws runnin from them laws
A clip is rolled in my sock, im hoping that I don't fall
I'm certainly hittin corners, hittin gates, sh*t is dirty, plenty tight
Leapin tall buildings in a single bounce still I see them lights
Hear me this if I go I better go in style
But in Tennessee another bugged out n***a stunts

[Verse 2: B.G. and Lil Wayne]
F**kin with me huh? You f**kin with the wrong one
That fire spit from my K have your brains cooked well done
Now hold up B-Geezy, what seems to be the blood clot?
Is it enough for me to go shoot up them drug spot?
Lil killa Weezay, they drug spot is f**kin up a n***a cheezay
Get em out and shut that b*t*h down
Huh? Well lets ride n***a
We gettin high, red eyes, they all die n***a
Them Hot Boys started ridin
We gonna fire n***a wet em real good
Wave your hand rid-a-bye-bye-bye n***a
Shut down they hood and shoot they streets on both sides n***a
We the Hot B. lighters
Ridin at nighters in two red Vipers
They gonna expect two snipers splittin heads like this
Puttin they clique in a blender bustin gats like this
Full of that danger in all black like this
Hot Boys and Three Six klick-klack like this, what?

[Verse 3: Lord Infamous]
Soze Lord cause the weak compet**ors come on a regular
Intruders face these barracudas hundred wicked predators
Double barrel bust that warned them
Now they surely scared of us
Seriously we party stay out the streets or face the territory
(Tear da club up!)
Cowards of the hour sickened by my tower flower power
Shower and devour face the boom boom boom power
Tear da Club up Thugs kickin it with the Hot Boys
Cause our weapons weigh a ton and we came to bring the noise b*t*h
[Verse 4: Turk]​​​
I'll wet a n***a block for anything me and my Hot Boy clique
Quick to dress in all black and drop a n***a like sh*t
Two time on a thug n***a, bout it since my younger days
Been pullin triggers, been runnin thru the hallways
Playin it raw sparkin at anytime
Any place any where with my f**kin 9
I got an army of n***as with automatic gats
Bout splittin head a** n***as Craig, Ron, and Randy
Hot Boys and Three 6 they teamed up realer
Wanna start beef its a must we freeze it up realer

[Verse 5: Juvenile]
Strangle the trigger, and you a n***a now who did it?
Motherf**ker no stomach they too scary to admit it
Rearview mirror f**ked up so I can't see when they coming
Yesterday I got spooked out and drew down on an old woman
I told the lady "Look I'm sorry Miss I knew I was wrong
But you came so f**kin close to me I thought it was on."
That's why my partners is gone ,they didn't see the evil approaching
And a n***a got em if it was me I would have smoked him
Stop all the snorting cause he couldn’t catch no drain
Now motherf**kers sticking syringes in his veins
Sh*tty pampers and tampons found all around by the dumpster
Wrapped up in a garbage bag they found a innocent youngsta
I'm an all around hustla get paid in many ways
Knew a Dre to get played, had a connection with Yae
Once before I went in a house and killed four
Hit the n***a for thirty whole that he kept under the floor
Now I'm with the Three 6 mob pushin them birds
N***as done made a come up Hot Boys from the 3rd
[Verse 6: Juicy J]
Its the Juice comin up out the dark (dark) from apart
North Memphis n***as always hard (hard) and we start, sh*t
Weak a** cowards, playa haters (haters), we ain't no traitors
Bustin hustlas and some G's chasers (chasers) about that paper
Pa** that weed if you a friend of me (me)
You see Big Triece kill a fifth of Hennesey (--sey)
And get bucked wild in the club thats how we be (be)
All you gang n***as throw them thangs and show them teeth (teeth)
Its on

[Verse 7: Baby]
N***as be sizin n***as ridin I'll sign on n***as
But I'll die for a few n***as:
Suga Slim, Manny, and my Hot Boy Clique
Never forget my B.G. cause I know he'll kill a n***a ma for me b*t*h
But today I'm with Three 6 and I'm showin love
Where these Tennessee ho suck d**k till they see blood
Wearin my black glove, in case I gotta bust a n***as head cuz
N***as buyin Bentlies on dubs, TV's with VC's is a must
Automatic strap plus, and keep my soldiers on my feet no matter what
Juve got four and B.G. got ten, while my thirty-two golds n***a we all in
Turk got the red beam team, double R Rolls Royce showin love
Went to Miami and bought a Lamborghini on dubs
N***as ridin b***ons to show these hoes we worth somethin
And my baby momma the b*t*h play too many games
Said she was takin pills now she pregnant again (for the third time)
But its all gravy baby
And my children gonna be straight
If I'm blind deaf or crazy baby
Playboy you can believe that
And these Memphis playaz, Tear da club up

[Outro: B.G & DJ Paul]
How you luv it now playboy? Manny Fresh on the motherf**kin tracks boy
Yo yo yo Hypnotized motherf**kin Mindz productions up in here you heard me?
Hot Boys with Three motherf**kin 6 b*t*h