Lyrics We 'Bout to Ride - Hypnotize Camp Posse
[DJ
Paul:
talking]
Yeah
nigga
The
mother
fuckin
two
time
two
time
motherfuckin
champions
in
this
bitch
I
got
another
motherfuckin
gold
plaque
on
the
wall
now
nigga
Now
tell
me
what
you
think
about
that
look
me
in
my
eyes
And
tell
me
nigga
bitch
bitch
bitch
bitch
hoe
hoe
hoe
nigga
[Juicy
J]
(Background
mixed
through
various
parts
of
whole
song)
Drop
em
in
the
trunk
lock
em
in
trunk
real
fast
you'll
be
flying
[Crunchy
Black]
We
bout
to
ride
on
these
fools
cock
these
nines
on
these
fools
[x2]
[DJ
Paul]
Like
thisssssssssss
Now
in
my
city
its
so
real
in
my
city
its
so
fake
Got
some
niggas
that's
gone
play
got
some
niggas
that
gone
hate
Got
some
niggas
that's
gone
dis
the
treal
niggas
on
the
tape
But
them
the
ones
who
want
the
streets
so
they
start
to
evaporate
That's
why
them
niggas
ain't
around
no
more
Cause
them
niggas
could
sell
no
more
Without
the
Hypnotize
or
the
Prophet
nigga
you
is
no
more
Got
plaques
up
on
my
walls
Got
twenties
on
my
cars
Keep
coming
like
you
coming
and
I'm
gonna
show
you
I
ain't
fucked
up
bout
no
charge
nigga
[Juicy
J]
Can
you
niggas
feel
my
pain
Catch
me
standing
in
the
rain
Holding
on
a
rusty
2
Bout
to
act
a
fuckin
fool
Is
the
6 the
devil
though
Make
you
wanna
powder
your
nose
Have
you
smoking
hydro
weed
Satisfaction
guaranteed
Bucking
wild
and
throwing
signs
Knowing
these
niggas
done
loss
they
minds
Blame
it
on
Coriddy
and
Ooh
When
we
cock
them
thangs
and
shoot
Thinking
somebody
had
seen
my
face
Now
I'm
gonna
catch
a
murder
case
Just
gonna
beat
him
round
for
round
and
leave
him
in
the
river
[DJ
Paul:
Crunchy
Black]
They
try
to
(We
bout
to
ride
on
these
fools
cock
these
nines
on
these
fools)
[x4]
[DJ
Paul:
talking]
Hahaha
y'all
niggas
still
don't
understand
Nigga
look
around
motherfucker
look
the
fuck
around
you
And
see
who
you
see
nigga
all
you
see
is
me
Hypnotized
C-A-M-motherfuckin-P
bitch
Come
on
come
on
keep
it
coming
keep
it
coming
keep
it
coming
[Project
Pat]
So
you
wanna
try
a
Nigga
with
the
nine-a
Creep
up
from
behind
ya
Like
the
macarena
Shoot
ya
in
your
spine-a
Strap
ya
like
a
minor
Patch
out
your
hizead
Slug
bloody
rized
Staying
on
the
low
low
Hating
that's
a
no
no
Duck
taping
trick
up
In
the
trunk
you
go
go
You
gonna
shake
and
shiver
Pain
I
deliver
Kidnapping
fools
throw
they
body
in
the
river
[Koopsta
Knicca]
Let
get
this
on
You
think
I
just
piss
off
them
fuckin
sluts
then
a
The
streets
auto
traffic
gonna
fuck
you
up
but
now
I
had
to
tremble
quick
cause
he
bump
with
it
Got
some
midgets
in
my
clizick
now
I'm
pimping
bitch
My
friends
have
brand
new
teams
Twenties
hundred
ain't
she
motherfuckin
funny
North
Memphis
come
we
catching
everything
and
money
Home
at
night
keep
my
motherfuckin
eyes
open
Cause
last
night
I'm
dealing
with
the
fedz
in
the
corner
store
[Crunchy
Black]
Yo
yo
yo
yo
yo
yo
yo
I
locked
em
in
the
trunk
And
dropped
they
bodies
off
See
cash
in
B.Z.
you
get
that
sawed
off
funk
Point
to
your
head
and
then
left
someone
dead
Then
try
that
with
thugs
and
be
half
out
your
head
See
messing
with
me
is
like
messing
with
the
fedz
See
messing
with
me
is
like
being
halfway
dead
Most
niggas
don't
walk
my
path
I
done
already
laid
Put
2 in
the
gun
and
flex
so
I
won't
be
in
that
resting
place
[Lord
Infamous]
Don't
make
me
get
ignorant,
feel
the
incisions
I
shall
make
fragments,
daggerous
dragon
Poison
and
lashes,
2000
hazardous
Can
you
imagine,
me
with
the
Magnum
Fire
breathing
dragon,
blow
away
the
ashes
What
the
fuck
happen,
torture
and
trap
them
Satan
is
digging,
Scarecrow
premonition
The
world
is
ending,
please
make
a
decision
[LaChat]
Mayn
fuck
that
shit
Go
get
that
bitch
and
throw
her
ass
in
my
trunk
That
infrared
net
be
getting
her
head
She
make
more
sounds
and
she
dumped
Where
the
fuck
the
evidence
bitch
Only
heat
for
my
witness
You
think
I'm
playing
what
you
saying
LaChat
ain't
bout
her
business
I
tote
my
glock
I
keep
it
cocked
The
.38
slug
for
a
nigga
Could
be
my
brother
husband
cousin
Fuck
him
I
pull
the
trigger
Got
no
remorse
wont
sympathize
Ain't
got
no
love
in
my
soul
Don't
fuck
with
me
know
who
I
be
LaChat
that
murdering
hoe
[T-Rock]
I
got
him
running
from
my
slugs
wrath
Niggas
get
they
mugs
snapped
Licking
shots
from
plastic
glocks
You
marinate
in
blood
baths
Ignorance
leave
my
manner
Silently
concealed
with
Anna
Hoe
I
pugulize
your
skull
And
split
it
with
the
snipers
scanner
Insert
the
capping
glock
Gunpoint
faster
props
Lock
and
load
like
master
lock
And
hit
you
for
an
aftershock
I'm
a
snake
so
meet
your
fate
Compensate
the
paper
chase
Triple
6 is
running
shit
Corroborate
and
we
make
you
wait
[Lil
Pat]
You's
out
there
thinking
we
just
bullshittin
About
this
shit
gone
whined
up
being
The
very
motherfucker
with
they
wig
split
Laying
there
in
the
corner
That
you
cant
just
see
me
come
out
of
Now
you
think
a
nigga
still
playing
Bitch
what's
up
cuz
Like
I
always
said
I'm
gonna
tell
you
once
and
ain't
no
more
I
think
I
done
made
it
clear
enough
About
how
these
ballers
like
the
road
I
ain't
you
hoe
Lil
P
don't
mess
with
me
when
I
get
good
and
crunk
Or
you
gonna
find
yourself
locked
in
the
fuckin
trunk
[Juicy
J]
[Background
mixed]
Drop
em
in
the
trunk
lock
em
in
trunk
real
fast
you'll
be
flying
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