I Told 'Em

[Intro] Yeah!! Hypnotize Minds! Three 6 Ma-fi-UHH! Yuh~! You niggaz wanna motherf**kin play nigga Don't go by the Terrance playin no motherf**kin TV show or movie nigga Lookin to test me s*cka? I'll show you niggaz where motherf**kin tears come from nigga From the motherf**kin haze of these niggaz guns right here boy! It's goin down! [Chorus - 2X] I told 'em I told 'em I told 'em I told 'em I told 'em I showed 'em I showed 'em I showed 'em I showed 'em I showed 'em I hate to be FUSSY, I said I hate to be FUSSY I said I hate to be FUSSY, I swear I hate to be [Verse One] Come one come all, to the Hypnotize gun show Young hoe, gun let go, I've been gung-ho Run yo' click clean out of that shit Did they forget, or did they not know who they was f**kin with? D Paul, Three 6, king of this Memphis shit Any nigga think otherwise they need to stop it Prayin when the red tape'll introduce a faker to they maker Call me The Undertaker for haters causin vapors And you can catch a hot one, I got plenty of 'em They called bullets and they burn just like a oven You know we can do it however, it ain't no use to play Fire on a nigga like they used to say, YUH! [Chorus] [Verse Two] Coward niggaz ride 20 niggaz deep With a piece, underneath the seat, make 'em think they street I don't need nobody else, whup you by myself One on one, leave the guns at home, keep 'em on the shelf But you cain't, cause you need a crew, extra fist or two Only one, might really shoot, but that is not you And you show out, try to buck, make 'em think you tough Been to jail about a couple times, I guess that puffed you up If you real nigga what the deal? Take some weed or pills Maybe thinkin get your confidence up, tell 'em how you feel You a Jew, and a f**k nigga, cain't stand yo' grind But you walk around, fake-a*s frown, but I know you're a clown beotch! [Chorus]