Lord Infamous
How We Gone Play It
[Intro: DJ Paul]
Whassup n***a?
Crunchy bust on that hoe!
Koop bust on that n***a!
Whats up now n***as?
Lord bust on that n***a!
Boo grab that hoe, n***a!
(DJ Paul, J-Green, Shawty Trap on track)
Y'all know what the fuck it is n***a
Mafia 6ix up in this motherfucker
Guns out, blazin'
Light your whole motherfuckin' hood up hoe
Y'all already know what it is
Bitch

[Hook: DJ Paul]
N***a say it, that's how we gon' play it
Gonna drop the bullets at yo motherfuckin' head
And if you talk about it; I hope you be about it
Cause I won't hestitate to hit a n***a like they 'bout it, ya dig?

[Verse 1: Koopsta Knicca]
This a kick door, rowdy, rowdy pistol
Koopsta, Scarecrow - y'all hoes don't know yo
Bitch tattoos, sippin' lean don't make 'em hard
Ripped his ass apart, left 'em dead from the start bitch
Murder's in my mind, seein' dead bodies dancin'
How ... bitch when nobody never asked me
Now scar on leg (?) we (?)
RedruM, bodies numb, this song, Vietnam
[Verse 2: Gangsta Boo]
I got that mask to my fucking face; I'm fiendin'
I'm 'bout to click up on that bitch without a reason
Hey, what you bitches wanna do?
Since you out here talking shit
If you wanna run into this click come get yo wig split
This ain't what you want my nig
I need that dope, I need to smoke
Crazy lady never barrin' bitches
When she full of coke
(Did she say she full of coke?)
Yea that's what I said young n***a
(?) finger (?) the trigger and ready to put it up in ya

[Hook: DJ Paul]

[Bridge: DJ Paul/Beat Change]
YA! What the fuck's up n***a?
We got guns out
Change the motherfuckin' beat up

[Verse 3: DJ Paul]
Yeah
I stay comin' with that hard shit, but I don't start shit
These n***as wanna be with this icon how I run it
Bitch I got a click thick as hell
All my n***as goin' to hell, but it's okay
Havin' them came from there any-fucking-way
Got some n***as from the M with cases on First 48
Got some killas from LA that'll gun down your whole face
We don't give a motherfucking fuck about your fucking race
... is all it take of your fucking face, fucker!
[Verse 4: Lord Infamous]
BLAY!
Step into my domicile
Throw your body on the pile
Scarecrow from the bloody nile
Vicious, wicked reptile
Rabid werewolf on the prowl
Make this millimeter growl
Ready for my murder trial
Lyrical black belt, tap 'em out
Sick sadistic mojo
Madness in the dojo
Blow yo chitlins out your 'fro
Shoot you in the goddamn throat
Put you in the pine box
Strong as an iron ox
Carbin burnin' red hot
Knock you out your fuckin' socks

[Beat Change]

[Hook: DJ Paul]