[Intro]

We some northside niggas and we runnin' this shit

We some southside niggas and we runnin' this shit

We some eastside niggas and we runnin' this shit

We some westside niggas and we runnin' this shit

We some northside niggas and we runnin' this shit

We some southside niggas and we runnin' this shit

We some eastside niggas and we runnin' this shit

We some westside niggas and we runnin' this shit

[Chorus: DJ Paul]

I'm from that Memphis, Tenn, bitch (Who gives a fuck where you from?)

I'm from that ATL, hoe (Who gives a fuck where you from?)

I'm from that DC, bitch (Who gives a fuck where you from?)

I'm from that Cleveland, hoe (Who gives a fuck where you from?)

I'm from that Nashville, bitch (Who gives a fuck where you from?)

I'm from that Jackson, Tenn, hoe (Who gives a fuck where you from?)

I'm from that Chi Town, bitch (Who gives a fuck where you from?)

I'm from that Richmond VA (Who gives a fuck where you from?)

[Verse 1: DJ Paul]

Now you don't want no drama boy 'cause we the drama kings

And you don't want no anna boy 'cause we the anna kings

Don't even talk about guns 'cause we quick to sling

And when it comes to beef boy we some burger kings

Catch you with the small 22. that I had in my boot

Had that upper hand had pulled first, but you was scared to shoot

Three 6 Mafia for twelve years, we've been getting it crunk

The kings from Memphis man riding in my Chevy truck

[Verse 2: Lil Wyte]

I'm from the bay I thrown them bows, who gives a fuck where you from?

Fuck you to I be the motherfucker totin' the gun

With automatic triggers Chrome handles, red lights to keep you sighted

My shit on the risin', I'm combining platinum with some diamonds

Keep the room rotating like spinners to get you out your seat

Sensation or vibration as soon as you hear the fuckin' beat

Its the ones you love to hate same ones you intimidate

Bring it to the fuckin' floor I might respect your fucking state (Bitch)

[Chorus: DJ Paul]

I'm from that Birmingham, bitch (Who gives a fuck where you from?)

I'm from that Corpus Christi, hoe (Who gives a fuck where you from?)

I'm from that Miami, bitch (Who gives a fuck where you from?)

I'm from that Harlem, hoe (Who gives a fuck where you from?)

I'm from that Brooklyn, bitch (Who gives a fuck where you from?)

I'm from that BX, hoe (Who gives a fuck where you from?)

I'm from that Queens, bitch (Who gives a fuck where you from?)

I'm from that Staten Island, hoe (Who gives a fuck where you from?)

Raise your thugs up

[Verse 3: Juicy J]

North, North, Three 6 Mafia

Three 6 Mafia runnin' thangs drankin' with the drama king

Swingin' from the left to the right on that purple lean

If you got a choppa in your hand than pop that

Run up on these cowards tell them D-Boys to drop that

Show up at your house disrespecting like a fucking trick

Go and get your hood little scary we can handle this

Like I told you boys Juicy J is on that M-Town

Got that cheese coming in choking green by the pound

[Verse 4: Frayser Boy]

I'm rolling with the Three 6 let 'em peep this

Make the heat spit Leave em speechless

You don't won't no beef trick, if it's ana that you want ana what you get

Frayser Boy catch me in that bay and don't you forget

Reppin' where you comin' from, make you duck and run

Heckteck when them bullits come, they miss you then you lucky son

All I do is raise our thug, know we gon' be click tight

Ain't no understandin' when we come, best to get right, boy

[Chorus: DJ Paul]

I'm from that Dallas Tx, bitch (Who gives a fuck where you from?)

I'm from that Bay Area (Who gives a fuck where you from?)

I'm from that Denver, hoe (Who gives a fuck where you from?)

I'm from that Oklahoma City (Who gives a fuck where you from?)

I'm from that Albany, bitch (Who gives a fuck where you from?)

I'm from that Gary Indiana (Who gives a fuck where you from?)

I'm from that Indianapolis, hoe (Who gives a fuck where you from?)

I'm from that Milwaukee, bitch (Who gives a fuck where you from?)

[Verse 5: Crunchy Black]

I'm deep in it, I represent it (Eastside hoe)

For y'all hatas that hate to get with me

Y'all don't want to go to war now

Y'all don't want to go against hypnotize now

We been taking care of our fucking buisness

So your hoes might as well get with it

If you want to swing them thangs then hit me

Got them hypnotize soldiers with me

[Verse 6: Lord Infamous]

In case you haven't heard we won the championship

And if you say three six ain't it you will get slapped in the lip

Now one can stop the Infamous from getting stoned

For the rest of my days I take this dro to the dome

I'm the funkiest, the gettin' drunkiest

Know that your jumpin' all around if your bumping this

World domination 'cause when the smoke clears

The Unbreakables will come to hit you in yo' ear (In yo' ear)

[Chorus: DJ Paul]

I'm from that Mississippi, bitch (Who gives a fuck where you from?)

I'm from that Carolina, hoe (Who gives a fuck where you from?)

I'm from that Michigan, bitch (Who gives a fuck where you from?)

I'm from that Baltimore, hoe (Who gives a fuck where you from?)

I'm from that Kentucky, bitch (Who gives a fuck where you from?)

I'm from that Minnesota, hoe (Who gives a fuck where you from?)

I'm from that California, bitch (Who gives a fuck where you from?)

I'm from that Arizona, hoe (Who gives a fuck where you from?)

I'm from that St. Louis, hoe (Who gives a fuck where you from?)

I'm from that Orlando (Who gives a fuck where you from?)

I'm from that Little Rock, bitch (Who gives a fuck where you from?)

I'm from that New Orleans, hoe (Who gives a fuck where you from?)

I'm from that Houston, bitch (Who gives a fuck where you from?)