Shoot 'em First Lyrics

(Hook)
'Cause bitch we shoot 'em first
We don't ask questions later
We're Triple 6, Triple 6 f**kin' haters
And it's on if you niggaz
Wanna bring it to the door
To you cowards in my face
I'm a treat you like a hoe

(Gangsta Boo)
Since you niggaz 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' niggaz 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 f**k a spot
Niggaz drop, niggaz 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 niggaz 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
Niggaz be mad
Actin' like some f**kin 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)
Niggaz talk shit
Well they might as well talk shit
Talk this
When I bring that f**kin' chalk bitch
And put your body in a body bag or somethin'
And drop your bitch a*s off in a river my cousin
You should've never played the dozens
With a nigga like me
It be C f**kin' B
And I'm hard to be
Niggaz talk a lot of shit
But I promise you dog
I'm a blast at your a*s
And let the gun revolve
Niggaz always tryin' to be real hard
Niggaz always tryin' to pray to God
When they got their a*s 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 a*s
With the A f**kin' 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 compa*sion
Better close that casket
When I hit for that stackin'
Wanna know the business
Stay out my f**kin' 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 f**k 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)