[Hook: DJ Paul samples]
But now I gotta make 'em lay it down
I gotta make 'em lay it down
I don't wanna hurt nobody
Unless I gotta click for them ki's
Mane, let's stick up these
But now, but now I gotta make 'em lay it down
I gotta make 'em lay it down
I don't wanna hurt nobody
Unless I gotta click for them ki's
Mane, let's stick up these
But now, but now I gotta make 'em lay it down
I gotta make 'em lay it down
I don't wanna hurt nobody
Unless I gotta click for them ki's
Mane, let's stick up these
But now, but now I gotta make 'em lay it down
I gotta make 'em lay it down
The 6 double 6 Mafia n***as rush, this is the-
But now, but now I gotta make 'em lay it down
I gotta make 'em lay it down
I don't wanna hurt nobody
Unless I gotta click for them ki's
Mane, let's stick up these
But now, but now I gotta make 'em lay it down
I gotta make 'em lay it down
I don't wanna hurt nobody
Unless I gotta click for them ki's
Mane, let's stick up these
But now, but now I gotta make 'em lay it down
I gotta make 'em lay it down
The-the 6 double 6 Mafia n***as rush, this is the-
But now, but now I gotta make 'em lay it down
I gotta make 'em lay it down
I don't wanna hurt nobody
Unless I gotta click for them ki's
Mane, let's stick up these
[Verse 1: Kingpin Skinny Pimp, Lil Gin, DJ Paul]
Darkness, hustle day, tightly grip my gat
Storm door, but no, crash through the window
Glock nine by nineteen, softly grip, so I won't slip
Bustin' a cap in your face
N***as, don't you even not try to trip?
Where you stay? What you mean?
Is you clean? Fuck you, hoe
Smartass *gunshots*, bloody guts scattered all over the floor
5.0 gold dual tips hollowed, with three ki's in my trunk
Take a cruise to Florida, met Sir Captain on that yacht
Bitches in bikinis doin' the butterfly
Pimpin' tell the bitch I make her wanna give me some chewin'
But fuck that plan, go get that thang, let's go make a stang
Now I'm drinkin' Bushwacker
Hollywood, Hurts Village breedin' up n***as
Woodlawn, Kney Street, Smokey City killas
Watkins and Brown, North Memphis ground
When we rob, that's my job, you off-guard from my Glock
When I cock the missile tone pistol duckin' won't help yo' dome
So, fuck you, Bone, bitin' our fuckin' style
You hoes gon' get kidnapped
You bitches lay it down!

[Hook: DJ Paul samples]
Now-but now I gotta make 'em lay it down
I gotta make 'em lay it down
I don't wanna hurt nobody
Unless I gotta click for them ki's
Mane, let's stick up these
But now, but now I gotta make 'em lay it down
I gotta make 'em lay it down
I don't wanna hurt nobody
Unless I gotta click for them ki's
Mane, let's stick up these
But now, but now I gotta make 'em lay it down
I gotta make 'em lay it down
I don't wanna hurt nobody
Unless I gotta click for them ki's
Mane, let's stick up these
But now, but now I gotta make 'em lay it down
I gotta make 'em lay it down
The-the 6 double 6 Mafia n***as rush, this is the-
[Verse 2: Lord Infamous]
I got a flame burnin' the leaf around the Devil weed
Laid back in the darkness in the Steamer on the backstreet
Scarecrow is waitin' for bodies to pop out the crib
Wanna stop them from breathing, you see?
'Cause I really must have just about thirteen murders
My n***a, before sunday evening, huh
I got a black bandana tied around my face
Grab the cash and all the weight
Put it in my black briefcase
Hey, 'cause this shit really don't stop me
Making me no mothafuckin' damn difference
Strictly mafioso n***a, they call me Lord Infamous, uh
I got a chamber equipped with painful tips
I snip and rip and I won't stop until you rest
And soaked off a fuckin' third clip
So I must warn you, I will harm you
Don't test Scarecrows nuts
'Cause I will bloody up my gloves in yo' cut
Like Chuck, give it up now
Got somethin' for you, and you, and you
And that mothafucka over there, too
My name is Scarecrow bitch, in other words: n***a, I love to shoot
But business boomin' mane, so I can't complain
Insane, boom-bang, you're a victim of a stang, mane
[Hook: DJ Paul samples]
But now, but now I gotta make 'em lay it down
I gotta make 'em lay it down
I don't wanna hurt nobody
Unless I gotta click for them ki's
Mane, let's stick up these
But now, but now I gotta make 'em lay it down
I gotta make 'em lay it down
I don't wanna hurt nobody
Unless I gotta click for them ki's
Mane, let's stick up these
But now, but now I gotta make 'em lay it down
I gotta make 'em lay it down
I don't wanna hurt nobody
Unless I gotta click for them ki's
Mane, let's stick up these
But now, but now I gotta make 'em lay it down
I gotta make 'em lay it down
I don't wanna hurt nobody
Unless I gotta click for them ki's
Mane, let's stick up these

[Verse 3: Koopsta Knicca]
Sneakin' on bitches real quick, 'cause I'm constantly thinkin' they makin' lots more than me
Skulls instead of that crazy kind of passion of a psychopathic murder scene
I'm fiendin' for them rings and mega bucks
Man, I can't get enough
Poetry is the substance when the Koopsta Knicca's poppin' slugs
I'm that type of n***a that'll gut yo' ass when I say "Don't laugh"
No tellin' when I hit you, but you wind up in a body bag
Sittin' up like a bitch, trick, you're the victim of a fuckin' stang
Teflons send up in yo' brain
Bloody-blood-bloody-blood-blood stain
Murder, murder, murder
'Cause that Koopsta Knicca's 'bout to serve 'em
Hustler for his cheese, and trick
'Cause I constantly been fuckin' clickin' in this bitch
Bitches be like pretty shit, think they can't be some victim
Ho, panty shit won't pay me off, so I just stick 'em
Kill yo grannies, aunties, and yo' mammies, really I don't give a fuck
Clickin' is that Koopsta Knicca fiendin' for them mega bucks
Victim of trick lay it down, or be a body in a dam
Best to watch yo' back, or be a victim of this fuckin' stang

[Outro: DJ Paul]
But now, but now I gotta make 'em lay it down