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(Feat. Blaze & Anybody Killa & Three Six Mafia)





(Freek Show)



Psychopatchic!! Twiztid and Blaze runnin` with a mufuckin` hatchet.

And only the Three-Six can match it. So uh....tell me where it`s

at

Now where it`s goin` down? Now where it`s at homeboy?

Whut!! Whut! Whut!!

Now where it`s goin` down? Now where it`s at homeboy?

Whut!! Whut! Whut!!







I ain`t the type to ask questions

I`m the type of mothafucka ready to trip

On anyone or anything or for the fuck of it

We be the underground, we stay beneath

And suffocate ho`s like you when y`all asleep

Now where it`s goin` down, right here, right now

And everybody on the North, East, West, and South

Y`all better get it up, y`all better represent this shit

Twiztid, Triple Six, and Blaze, you can`t fuck with it!





You know I ride with the toe cocked

With the Lincoln brain park

Memphis Tenn., we rollin` dirty, police and the roadblock

Niggas have to swallow drugs

Niggas have to fake they mugs

Niggas put they seatbelt on

Cuttin` the fuckin` cellular phone

On the town we mob like Gotti

Sippin` on syrup just havin` a party

If you wanna cross us, trick

We separate your soul from body

Wrap yo` mouth with duct tape nigga

We ain`t gonna hope ya figure

Where`s the cash and with the stash

Or I`ma have to pull this trigger





Now where it`s goin` down? Now where it`s at homeboy?

Thugs and killas!! Axes and drug dealers!!

Now where it`s goin` down? Now where it`s at homeboy?

Represent it till the day that I die for life boy!!





Now where it`s at? Mothafuckas claimin` to be thugs

Can`t see me yo` shit with chopped up banana clips

I been dead, been back

Ridin` dirty with a birdy in the throwaway in the hatchback

Bitch, where your backs at?

By any means, tryin` to elevate

Never underestimate the carjack

I put jail on the map

Twiztid, Triple Six, and Blaze, now go and ask em` where it`s at





I took a Zanex, I like to split bitches wigs

Split em` to the white, fuckin` kidnap ya kids

Take that nigga wife, sike, lock you in the trunk

Get so fuckin` funk, nigga, Gangsta Boo is crunk

What you niggas know `bout them Calicos and Glocks?

Shit that go pop, nigga, burnin` up ya block

Fuck them fuckin` cops, call em`, I don`t give a fuck

Drag you in the mud, mufucka, nigga, whut!?





Now where it`s goin` down? Now where it`s at homeboy?

Thugs and killas!! Axes and drug dealers!!

Now where it`s goin` down? Now where it`s at homeboy?

Represent it till the day that I die for life boy!!





Out the ghetto when a nigga comin` straight fr-from Black-Bla-Black Have

Fuckin` up in third world, you get-ge-get sprayed

Niggas eyes wide shut, they never see me comin`

Into the back--but is it the chest?--when I`m gunnin`

Jickie-ja-jack-ja-jack won`t be my car

Haters got me on the scope but they can`t get that far

Gotta travel around the world if you tryna` hang with stars

Fuckin` niggas get my stomach, niggas beat my heart





What ya lookin` at? I can call it from here

Been underground with the dirt in my eyes for many years

Do the math mothafucka!! You can`t see the mix?

We don`t die, we multiply with the Triple Six

Merciless, territory worldwide

Ridin` down your bitch ass block bumpin` drive-by

Blowin` up your high rise and leave you trapped in the rubble

Fuckin` with us is just trouble





Now where it`s goin` down? Now where it`s at homeboy?

Thugs and killas!! Axes and drug dealers!!

Now where it`s goin` down? Now where it`s at homeboy?

Represent it till the day that I die for life boy!!





Gotta get it ghetto

Drop the flower petal

Pop the plastic metal

Redrum when we dump em` in the middle

Fuckin` with the devil

Crunk, but they call me Lord

Coked out, very paranoid

Orgies in the morgue

With three sixes on the vocal cords

Marijuana scorched like a torch

For a intercourse

You gon` feel the force

Of the Triple Six`s on the sword

You don`t wanna play in hell

Infamous, I`m dumpin` shells

Tie you to the rail

Bitch I hope you make that fuckin` spell





From a gangsta`s point of view

I`m asking you

How does it feel?

To have the will

To grab the steel

And shoot until you kill

Anybody Killa`s feelin` Twiztid with the Three Six

Drive-by, finger on the trigger, I`m addicted

Where`s it goin` down, I guess right here so where ya at?

Runnin` with a hatchet, phantoms floatin` in the back

We put it down for the psycho mothafuckers all around

Bumpin` underground everytime we creepin` through ya town





Now where it`s goin` down? Now where it`s at homeboy?

Thugs and killas!! Axes and drug dealers!!

Now where it`s goin` down? Now where it`s at homeboy?

Represent it till the day that I die for life boy!!

(Feat. Blaze & Anybody Killa & Three Six Mafia)





(Freek Show)



Psychopatchic!! Twiztid and Blaze runnin` with a mufuckin` hatchet.

And only the Three-Six can match it. So uh....tell me where it`s

at

Now where it`s goin` down? Now where it`s at homeboy?

Whut!! Whut! Whut!!

Now where it`s goin` down? Now where it`s at homeboy?

Whut!! Whut! Whut!!







I ain`t the type to ask questions

I`m the type of mothafucka ready to trip

On anyone or anything or for the fuck of it

We be the underground, we stay beneath

And suffocate ho`s like you when y`all asleep

Now where it`s goin` down, right here, right now

And everybody on the North, East, West, and South

Y`all better get it up, y`all better represent this shit

Twiztid, Triple Six, and Blaze, you can`t fuck with it!





You know I ride with the toe cocked

With the Lincoln brain park

Memphis Tenn., we rollin` dirty, police and the roadblock

Niggas have to swallow drugs

Niggas have to fake they mugs

Niggas put they seatbelt on

Cuttin` the fuckin` cellular phone

On the town we mob like Gotti

Sippin` on syrup just havin` a party

If you wanna cross us, trick

We separate your soul from body

Wrap yo` mouth with duct tape nigga

We ain`t gonna hope ya figure

Where`s the cash and with the stash

Or I`ma have to pull this trigger





Now where it`s goin` down? Now where it`s at homeboy?

Thugs and killas!! Axes and drug dealers!!

Now where it`s goin` down? Now where it`s at homeboy?

Represent it till the day that I die for life boy!!





Now where it`s at? Mothafuckas claimin` to be thugs

Can`t see me yo` shit with chopped up banana clips

I been dead, been back

Ridin` dirty with a birdy in the throwaway in the hatchback

Bitch, where your backs at?

By any means, tryin` to elevate

Never underestimate the carjack

I put jail on the map

Twiztid, Triple Six, and Blaze, now go and ask em` where it`s at





I took a Zanex, I like to split bitches wigs

Split em` to the white, fuckin` kidnap ya kids

Take that nigga wife, sike, lock you in the trunk

Get so fuckin` funk, nigga, Gangsta Boo is crunk

What you niggas know `bout them Calicos and Glocks?

Shit that go pop, nigga, burnin` up ya block

Fuck them fuckin` cops, call em`, I don`t give a fuck

Drag you in the mud, mufucka, nigga, whut!?





Now where it`s goin` down? Now where it`s at homeboy?

Thugs and killas!! Axes and drug dealers!!

Now where it`s goin` down? Now where it`s at homeboy?

Represent it till the day that I die for life boy!!





Out the ghetto when a nigga comin` straight fr-from Black-Bla-Black Have

Fuckin` up in third world, you get-ge-get sprayed

Niggas eyes wide shut, they never see me comin`

Into the back--but is it the chest?--when I`m gunnin`

Jickie-ja-jack-ja-jack won`t be my car

Haters got me on the scope but they can`t get that far

Gotta travel around the world if you tryna` hang with stars

Fuckin` niggas get my stomach, niggas beat my heart





What ya lookin` at? I can call it from here

Been underground with the dirt in my eyes for many years

Do the math mothafucka!! You can`t see the mix?

We don`t die, we multiply with the Triple Six

Merciless, territory worldwide

Ridin` down your bitch ass block bumpin` drive-by

Blowin` up your high rise and leave you trapped in the rubble

Fuckin` with us is just trouble





Now where it`s goin` down? Now where it`s at homeboy?

Thugs and killas!! Axes and drug dealers!!

Now where it`s goin` down? Now where it`s at homeboy?

Represent it till the day that I die for life boy!!





Gotta get it ghetto

Drop the flower petal

Pop the plastic metal

Redrum when we dump em` in the middle

Fuckin` with the devil

Crunk, but they call me Lord

Coked out, very paranoid

Orgies in the morgue

With three sixes on the vocal cords

Marijuana scorched like a torch

For a intercourse

You gon` feel the force

Of the Triple Six`s on the sword

You don`t wanna play in hell

Infamous, I`m dumpin` shells

Tie you to the rail

Bitch I hope you make that fuckin` spell





From a gangsta`s point of view

I`m asking you

How does it feel?

To have the will

To grab the steel

And shoot until you kill

Anybody Killa`s feelin` Twiztid with the Three Six

Drive-by, finger on the trigger, I`m addicted

Where`s it goin` down, I guess right here so where ya at?

Runnin` with a hatchet, phantoms floatin` in the back

We put it down for the psycho mothafuckers all around

Bumpin` underground everytime we creepin` through ya town





Now where it`s goin` down? Now where it`s at homeboy?

Thugs and killas!! Axes and drug dealers!!

Now where it`s goin` down? Now where it`s at homeboy?

Represent it till the day that I die for life boy!!

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