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Worry 'cause the Devil's Daughter got a plan Ho eternal burning you will have if you don't comprehend Understand this shit a gansta bitch is sayin' to ya' dawg Lock you in the trunk mob through the night within the mist of fog never fear Worry 'cause the Devil's Daughter got a plan Ho eternal burning you will have if you don't comprehend Understand this shit a gansta bitch is sayin' to ya' dawg Lock you in the trunk mob through the night within the mist of fog never fear Worry 'cause the Devil's Daughter got a plan Ho eternal burning you will have if you don't comprehend Understand this shit a gansta bitch is sayin' to ya' dawg Lock you in the trunk mob through the night within the mist of fog never fear A nigga callin' himself a killa what's up bitch Boy you claim you so goddam buck wild with that weak ass shit Chillin' at the hideout smokin' out not worried 'bout a thang Ballin' through Black Haven deep as hell in that suburban mane Always watchin' my back 'cause niggas will jack you for your fuckin' shit Female I am but don't give a damn if I split some busta bitch's wig Three 6 Mafia niggas includin' one female that's bumpin' so hard on you hoes The only ones talkin' that shit is these jealous ass niggas and all playa hatas you know Comin' from the darkness of the cut of North Memphis bitch Killas from the evergreen gardens we don't set trip For my niggas doin' time in 201 for the crime Let's get in the gangsta line and throw the Funkytown sign I'm on that other level a coffin and a shovel Fly down to put yo' ass before you meet the devil the metal Penalties I pay by punk ass opponents I practice pain Juicemane no gang but I slang that thang I keep it Worry 'cause the Devil's Daughter got a plan Ho eternal burning you will have if you don't comprehend Understand this shit a gansta bitch is sayin' to ya' dawg Lock you in the trunk mob through the night within the mist of fog never fear Worry 'cause the Devil's Daughter got a plan Ho eternal burning you will have if you don't comprehend Understand this shit a gansta bitch is sayin' to ya' dawg Lock you in the trunk mob through the night within the mist of fog never fear A nigga callin' himself a killa what's up bitch Boy you claim you so goddam buck wild with that weak ass shit Chillin' at the hideout smokin' out not worried 'bout a thang Ballin' through Black Haven deep as hell in that suburban mane