Released on November 4, 1997

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[Intro: Koopsta Knicca]

Will-will-will-will

W-w-will-will blast if we motherfucking have to

Three 6 Mafia, Mafia

Mafia, Mafia, Mafia

Will-will-will-will

W-w-will-will blast if we motherfucking have to

Three 6 Mafia, Mafia

Mafia, Mafia, Mafia


[Verse 1: DJ Paul]

Say hello to Three 6 Mafia

It's a stick up through the mask, we be watchin' ya

And we're quick to biggy bang bang a rookie, huh

Trip you like a cookie, huh

'Fore you know it, you'd be saying Killaman is too fast


[Verse 2: Gangsta Boo]

You got Miss Lady Gangsta Boo, coming to you

With a whole bunch of shit that's gon' fuck yo' ass up (Know I mean?!)

Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga get buckwild

In this muthafucka, let me see you do your stuff


[Verse 3: Juicy J]

Will blast if we motherfucking have to

Tie your body up with the string from your tennis shoes

Juicy J in the house, puffin on a light Kool

Those who wanna step to the click, it's a murder, fool


[Verse 4: Crunchy Black]

Who I be? Crunchy Black

You'll know who I am when I come up from the back

Kick in do's, making hoes, lay it down

'Cause I gotta have a mothafuckin' Prophet's back


[Verse 5: Lord Infamous]

I'm the wicked Lord Infamous, the Scarecrow

Demons be dancing 'round my throne

I don't know why every time I see your face

I wanna spray it like Rome, bring it on, Jerome


[Verse 6: Koopsta Knicca]

Who that be between them trees?

Trying to take a peek at me from the stairs?

If you from the other realm, I tell you, Koop have nothing left, nothing left