[Talking-D.J Paul and Juicy "J"]

[Chorus 1:]
[Juicy "J'']
If you ain't claiming G-D
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
If you ain't claiming V-L
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
If you ain't claiming Crips Then
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
If you ain't claiming Bloods Then
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
If you ain't claiming BHZ
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
If you ain't claiming North Memphis
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
If you ain't claiming Orange Mound
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
If you ain't claiming Southpark
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)

[Lord Infamous (Scarecrow)]
Bitch we are entertainers
we warfare trainers
we ain't gangbangers
but we will make you famous
I show you falling hoes
I show you slippin' slopes
I show you swiss I knows
I dangling from the rows
you top that tokeo
up in the studio
but in the streets they ho
you cool they diff but so...
But if he eat the coke
and wanna go for broke
let's get them guns out ho, I thank you fucking former ho !

[D.J. Paul]
I can fight this nigga
I can whoop this nigga
I can [Gun loading] [Gun Sh
Air-Conditioned Love lyrics



I am a savage besmitten with her
The loneliest werewolf, I wander the earth
My words are mistakes and my thoughts are unclean
This cider inside me, it slides like a dream
The moon of her window, it glows evermore
The night wrapped around us, two spoons in a drawer
I miss her dark blankets, I miss her clean sheets
All her Julietting, coquettish and sweet

Make me hold you
But then I'm just a ghost
Air-conditioned love
Is always cold 
ots]
BOOM! With the trigger
I can rob this boy, I can mob this boy
I can call a fucking killer, do a job on this boy
I can make this fool, I can rape this fool
I can get them off my five o-clock or ten o-clock news
I can lend a helping hand
I can be your fucking friend
I can leave his body stankin' in a croquer garbage can

[Chorus 2:]
If you ain't claiming Hollywood
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
If you ain't claiming Walker Homes
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
If you ain't claiming Foot Home
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
If you ain't claiming Walter Simmons
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
If you ain't claiming Smokey City
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES) 
If you ain't claiming Evergreen
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
If you ain't claiming LMG
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
If you ain't claiming Dixie Homes
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)

[Gangsta Boo]
Don't play with the Hypnotize C-A-M-P (A-C)
Blowin' small balls nigga feel me
MAYBE!
I be what chu' call the first lady
Triple Six put me through the doors getting money
Now you 
Jelous-Ass-Bitches in my face
tryin take my shit out 
Fade To Blue lyrics

I think I know the way this story's gonna end
It's getting to the part I hate, when heartache closes in
The stage is set, It's time for me to leave
Cause I don't wanna see the final scene

Fade to blue
We didn't make it through
Let the curtain fall

And fade to blue
We played the part of lovers
Knew every line by heart
But sometimes love just can't erase
What's written in the stars
So before the bitter words come crashing down
Let'
f place 
(you be steppin' bitch)
I be on some Hennesy 
mixed with some Alizae
Smokin' on some hay
on my way
on that plat "A" 
("A")

[D.J. Paul]
Im hittin on some small niggas
(that rob niggas)
Smoke coke
(With big mob figures)
That star niggas
In P-Agg ya
Get em' recorded they own pictures
Im takin' puss, and dankin' drankin'
drank wit warning niggas
I poke them stagged up
And round wit trick a heavy niggas
Im talkin ski-mask
Engage up out of the back seat niggas
pull the triggers 
and I keep a tone, world-rone
Dangers on, Hustle grown
Sippin' on, Burn a post
Papers on, but still im home

[Chorus 3:]
If you ain't claiming New Chicago
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
If you ain't claiming Roxy Brown
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
If you ain't claiming Pussy Valley
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
If you ain't claiming Fowler Homes
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
If you ain't claiming Douglas Then
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
If you ain't claiming Trig Then
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
If you ain't claiming Mclemore
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
If you ain't claiming 
Hailie's Song lyrics

[Intro - Spoken]
Yo, I can't sing it
I feel like singin
I wanna fuckin sing
Cuz i'm happy
Yeah, I'm happy
Ha Ha
I got my baby back
Yo, check it out 

[Verse 1 - Sung]
Some days I sit, starin out the window
Watchin this world pass me by
Sometimes I think theres nothin to live for
I almost break down and cry 

Somtimes I think I'm crazy
I'm crazy, oh so crazy
Why am I here, am I just wasting my time? 
unker Hill
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)

[Koopsta Knicca]
No issues
You think this kid fucked up the fucking problem
Bitch you don't know that Koopsta Knicca is a murder robber
Got yo motherfucking brother in the back seat
Sweat drippin' off his neck
son of bitch you don't know me
"KOOPSTA"
I kinda hear the whispers in his fucking bed
"KNICCA"
And you think you got that strip
than why don't you get with him
and if you wanna stress me
grab my 8.0 is you dead
Say "Mister cum a dress ya"
Koopsta got em' scared!!!

[Chorus 4:]
If you ain't claiming Hyde Park
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
If you ain't claiming Ridge Grove
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
If you ain't claiming Ridge Crest
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
If you ain't claiming Bartlett Then
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
If you ain't claiming Germantown
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)

If you ain't claiming 
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
If you ain't claiming
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
If you ain't naming
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)