Hypnotize Camp Posse - We 'Bout to Ride lyrics

Yeah, nigga
The mother fuckin two time two time
Motherfuckin champions in this bitch
I got another motherfuckin gold plaque
On the wall now nigga
Now tell me what you think about
That look me in my eyes
And tell me nigga bitch bitch bitch
Bitch ho ho ho nigga

Lock 'em in a trunk, yeah that should be fun

We 'bout to ride on these fools
Put these nines on these fools
We 'bout to ride on these fools
Put these nines on these fools

(Like this) now in my city it's some real
In my city it's some fake
Got some niggas that's gon play
Got some niggas that's gon hate
Got some niggas that's gon diss the
Trill niggas on the tape
But them the ones who want the
Streets so they start to evaporate
That's why them niggas ain't around no more
Cause them niggas couldn't sell no more
Without the Hypnotize or the Prophet
Nigga you is no more
Got plaques up on my walls
Got 20's on my cars
Keep coming like you coming and
I'm gonna show you
I ain't fucked up bout no charge nigga

Can you niggas feel my pain?
Catch me standing in the rain
Holdin' on a rusty tool
Bout to act a fuckin' fool
Is the 6 the devil though?
Make you wanna powder your nose
Have you smoking hydro weed
Satisfaction guaranteed
Bucking wild and throwing signs
Knowing these niggas done loss they minds
Blame it on Caribbean, ooh
When we cock them thangs and shoot
Thinking somebody had seen my face
Neva gon' catch a murder case
Just gonna beat him round for round
And leave him in the river to drown

We 'bout to ride on these fools
Put these nines on these fools
We 'bout to ride on these fools
Put these nines on these fools
We 'bout to ride on these fools
Put these nines on these fools
We 'bout to ride on these fools
Put these nines on these fools

Hahaha y'all niggas still don't understand
Nigga look around motherfucker look
The fuck around you
And see who you see nigga, all you see is me
Hypnotized C-A-M-motherfuckin'-P bitch
Come on come on keep it coming
Keep it coming keep it coming

So you wanna try-a nigga with the nine-a
Creep up from behind ya like I'm a sunridah
Shoot ya in your spine-a
Slap ya like a minor patch out your hizead
Skull bloody rizeed staying on the low-low
Hating that's a no no
Duck tape that trick up
In the trunk you go-go
You gon' shake and shiver, pain I deliver
Kidnapping fools
Throw they body in the river

Let's get this on you think I just piss off
Them fuckin' sluts then ah
The streets' auto traffic gonna fuck
You up but now
I had to tremble quick cause he bump with it
Got some midgets in my clizick
Now I'm pimping bitch
My friends have brand new teams
Twenties hundred ain't she
Motherfuckin' funny
North Memphis come we catching
Everything and money home at night
Keep my motherfuckin' eyes open
Cause last night I dealt up with
The feds in the corner store

Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo
I locked 'em in the trunk
And dropped they bodies off
See cash in BZ you get that sawed off funk
Point to your head and leave someone dead
Then try that with thugs and
Be half out your head
See messing with me is like
Messing with the feds see messing with me is
Like being halfway dead
Most niggas don't walk my path
I done already laid
Put two in the gun and flex so
I won't be in that resting place

Don't make me get 'ignant, feel the incision
Arsenic fragments, dagger is jaggin'
Poison and lashes, two thousand hazardous
Can you imagine me with the Magnum?
Fire breathing dragon, blow away the ashes
What the fuck happened, torture and trap them
Satan is digging, Scarecrow premonition
The world is ending, please, make a decision

Mane fuck that shit go get that bitch
And throw her ass in my trunk
That infrared net be getting her head
She make more sounds and she dumped
Where the fuck the evidence
Bitch? Only heat for my witness
You think I'm playing what you sayin'
LaChat ain't bout her business
I tote my Glock I keep it cocked
The 38 slug for a nigga
Could be my brother husband cousin
Fuck him I pull the trigger
Got no remorse won't sympathize
Ain't got no love in my soul
Don't fuck with me know who I be
LaChat that murdering ho

I got him running from my slugs wrath
Niggas get they mugs snapped
Licking shots from plastic Glocks you
Marinate in blood baths
Ignorance leave my manner
Silently conceal the Anna
Ho I visualize your skull
And split it with the snipers scanner
Insert the cap in Glock
Gunpoint get faster props
Lock and load like master lock and
Hit you for an aftershock
No mistake so meet your fate
Confiscate the paper chase
Triple 6 is running shit
Cooperate or we make you wait

You's out there thinking we just bullshittin'
About this shit gon' wind up interfering
Motherfuckers with they wig split
Laying there in a coma that you just
Can't seem to come out of
Now you think a nigga still playing
Bitch what's up cuz like I always said
I'm gonna tell you once and ain't no more
I think I done made it clear enough
On how these ballers like the road
I'll have you know again
Don't mess with me when
I get full-of-that funk
Or you gonna find yourself locked
In the fuckin' trunk

Lock em in, lock em in
Lock em lock em in the trunk
Lock em in, lock em in
Lock em lock em in the trunk
Lock em in, lock em in
Lock em lock em in the trunk
Lock em in, lock em in
Lock em lock em in the trunk
Lock em in, lock em in the trunk
Yeah that should be fine!