We Shootin' 1st

(Hook) Cause bitch we shoot 'em first We don't ask questions later We're Triple 6, Triple 6 fuckin' haters And it's on if you niggas Wanna bring it to the door To you cowards in my face I'm a treat you like a ho (Gangsta Boo) Since you niggas talkin' shit About the dirty dirty six Lemme see if you can bump out And be featured on a hit Radio the love my songs Ballin' niggas love my thongs If you wanna go to war I suggest you bring it on, nigga I ain't no little girl I been down in the streets Remember me Hillcrest Nigga reppin' BAZ Shoot a finger fuck a spot Niggas drop, niggas drop But everybody in the club Lookin' hard nigga he ain't hot We be cold froze wrists Got you bitches in a blitz Mad cause I be hanging 'round Them niggas in the triple six Bitches wanna say this Bitch I ain't stuntin' you I be on the charts blowin' up Bitch look at you Niggas be mad Actin' like some fuckin hoes If you can't stand the truth Nigga keep your eyes closed DJ Paul, Juice Man Crunchy Black, Lord Imfamous] I'm the one Mrs. Crazy lady Gangsta Boo bitch (Hook 2X) (Crunchy Black) Niggas talk shit Well they might as well talk shit Talk this When I bring that fuckin' chalk bitch And put your body in a body bag or somethin' And drop your bitch ass off in a river my cousin You should've never played the dozens With a nigga like me It be C fuckin' B And I'm hard to be Niggas talk a lot of shit But I promise you dog I'm a blast at your ass And let the gun revolve Niggas always tryin' to be real hard Niggas always tryin' to pray to God When they got their ass caught up in some bullshit And that's some bullshit You gotta finish it You gon' remember this Ain't no game I play Poppin' shots at your ass With the A fuckin' K Nigga watch what you say When you talkin' to me Nigga watch what you say When you talkin' to C (Hook 1X) (DJ Paul) Put a mask on, gone in man do the shit(4X) (Lord Imfamous) My arteries pump acid I love to pop that plastic Life is filled with maggots Nigga I let you have it With automatic havoc While faggots ride or tag it Boy I'm psychopathic Milli clips big rappin' What I got for a mackin' For funeral compassion Better close that casket When I hit for that stackin' Wanna know the business Stay out my fuckin' business Gossip like some bitches But y'all no competition Better pay attention I'll cook you like a kitchen Diss and leave you missin' And on a murder mission Critical condition Got plenty ammunition Don't need to catch you slippin' I'll fuck you up lil pimpin' Lord have mercy hurt you with verses Got you puntas rollin' in hearses Hate the six we got platinum plus a Your shit on shelves collectin' dust a (Hook 1X) (DJ Paul) Put a mask on, gone in man do the shit(4X)