[Chorus: Lord Infamous]

Gunclaps, we hear the gunclaps

The rowdy gunclaps, the bloody gunclaps

You hear the gunclaps, the rowdy gunclaps

You hear the gunclaps, the bloody gunclaps

[Verse 1: Juicy J]

Five AM in the mornin', nigga heard them tones

Pumpin' like a thousand-five cannons, nigga gettin' it on

Peep out the window, I was solo flashin' in the streets

Caught by cops, I'm tellin' them bring some extra tape and plenty sheets

Right, they ass Chevy drove by 'bout seventy shotguns

Loaded for your roller, put 'em straight to sleep

Hollow points hit my fuckin' window, make you think your through

Like it's the Fourth of July, with them niggas spook

I wish the folks would hurry up, I cock my gun back with my thumb

Nigga rowdy rowdy like it's North Memphis, Vietnam

As I gotta check to take a look and then fire back

I realized I was outnumbered in a deadly trap

[Verse 2: Lord Infamous]

Three 6 Mafia, Prophet Posse, Killa Kaze with the shotties

Leave your chest cavity sloppy, and the autopsy all snotty

And I can't help but notice all your pain

When the mobsters got that clappin', clappin', clappin' on them thangs

Mayne, we hear the gunshots ricochet, rang diggy dang

Got a shirt full of brains, and it looks kind of insane

I, Scarecrow with mystical styles, niggas are getting buckwild

Look at my dirty files, bodies are stacked up in piles

You wanna fuck with me, player? First, you must say a little prayer

Ask the nigga over there, dead up in my Frigidaire

Niggas are all actin' shife, grow up actin' now fight

Infamous buckin' all night, burn in the afterlife

[Chorus: Lord Infamous]

Gunclaps, we hear the gunclaps

The rowdy gunclaps, the bloody gunclaps

You hear the gunclaps, the rowdy gunclaps

You hear the gunclaps, the bloody gunclaps

[Verse 3: Crunchy Black]

Slip, slide, come and take a ride

To my fuckin' stash spot, nigga you can't hide

It's a mug, Crunchy got a tug

Stuff a nigga in my trunk, told ya'll niggas what

Crunchy ain't no fuckin' whore, get down on that floor

Bitch I want more, more, bitch, now give me more

Give me chocolate chunk bitch, I bitch I kill you more

They pay, that pay that five, now bitch I want just more

All I wanna feel is some motherfuckin' rain

Let it rain motherfucker, let it rain, gon' let it rain

See you inside by the game that I spit

Never ever in your life can you ever get with this

[Verse 4: DJ Paul]

Ayo Kemo Sabe, I got hoes smokin' weed up in the lobby

Cocaine fills my body like Gotti

Hottie, where the keys to room 2-10

I got thugs with price tag, bout' to get in

We heard it's goin' down, tricks, about two mil

Feel, the fuckin' Prophet Posse get ya killed

Nigga, we got .40 cals to your face

Na'mean, Three 6 leave no fuckin' trace

It takes more gunshots for these boys to save ya

Me and Crunchy chunk ya' over like white with a razor

Semi-automatics in a blazer, before we bump you off

Give me that plate and the laser

[Chorus: Lord Infamous]

Gunclaps, we hear the gunclaps

The rowdy gunclaps, the bloody gunclaps

You hear the gunclaps, the rowdy gunclaps

You hear the gunclaps, the bloody gunclaps