[Intro: DJ Paul]
Yeah, Hypnotize Minds
Three 6 Mafia
Ya, you n***as wanna motherfuckin' play n***a
Don't go by the Terrance playing no motherfucking TV show or movie n***a
Lookin' to test me sucka?
I'll show you n***as where motherfuckin' tears come from n***a
From the motherfuckin' haze of these n***as guns right here boy
It's goin' down

[Hook: DJ Paul]
I told 'em, I told 'em, I told 'em, I told 'em, I told 'em
I showed 'em, I showed 'em, I showed 'em, I showed 'em, I showed 'em
I hate to be fussy, I said I hate to be fussy
I said I hate to be fussy, I swear I hate to be
I swear, I told 'em, I told 'em, I told 'em, I told 'em, I told 'em
I showed 'em, I showed 'em, I showed 'em, I showed 'em, I showed 'em
I hate to be fussy, I said I hate to be fussy
I said I hate to be fussy, I swear I hate to be, what?

[Verse 1: DJ Paul]
Come one, come all to the Hypnotize gun show
Young ho, gun let go, I've been gung-ho
Run yo' click clean out of that shit
Did they forget, or did they not know who they was fuckin' with?
D Paul, Three 6, king of this Memphis shit
Any n***a think otherwise they need to stop it
Prayin' when the red tape'll introduce a faker to they maker
Call me The Undertaker for haters causin' vapors
And you can catch a hot one, I got plenty of 'em
They caught bullets and they burn just like a oven
And we can do it however, it ain't no use to play
Fire on a n***a like they used to say, ya
[Hook: DJ Paul]
I told 'em, I told 'em, I told 'em, I told 'em, I told 'em
I showed 'em, I showed 'em, I showed 'em, I showed 'em, I showed 'em
I hate to be fussy, I said I hate to be fussy
I said I hate to be fussy, I swear I hate to be
I swear, I told 'em, I told 'em, I told 'em, I told 'em, I told 'em
I showed 'em, I showed 'em, I showed 'em, I showed 'em, I showed 'em
I hate to be fussy, I said I hate to be fussy
I said I hate to be fussy, I swear I hate to be, what?

[Verse 2: Juicy J]
Coward n***as ride twenty n***as deep
With a piece, underneath the seat, make 'em think they street
I don't need nobody else, whip you by myself
One-on-one, leave the guns at home, keep 'em on the shelf
But you can't, 'cause you need a crew, extra fist or two
Only one might really shoot, but that is not you
And you show out, try to buck, make 'em think you tough
Been to jail about a couple of times, I guess that puffed you up
If you real n***a what the deal, take some weed or pills
Maybe thinkin' get your confidence up, tell 'em how you feel
You a joke, and a fuck n***a, can't stand yo' ground
But you walk around, fake-ass frown, but I know you're a clown
Bitch

[Hook: DJ Paul]
I told 'em, I told 'em, I told 'em, I told 'em, I told 'em
I showed 'em, I showed 'em, I showed 'em, I showed 'em, I showed 'em
I hate to be fussy, I said I hate to be fussy
I said I hate to be fussy, I swear I hate to be
I swear, I told 'em, I told 'em, I told 'em, I told 'em, I told 'em
I showed 'em, I showed 'em, I showed 'em, I showed 'em, I showed 'em
I hate to be fussy, I said I hate to be fussy
I said I hate to be fussy, I swear I hate to be, what?