You Scared, Pt. II

Three 6 Mafia, you scared

2003 six is goin' down

You scared, ho (What, what, what)

You scared, ho (What, what, what)

You scared, ho (What, what, what)

Kickin' in the door, I make them bitches hit the floor for keys

You scared, ho (What, what, what)

You scared, ho (What, what, what)

You scared, ho (What, what, what)

Kickin' in the door, I make them bitches hit the floor for keys

Bust in with that 45, make them bitches back it up

Catch 'em ridin' on them things, make them bitches jack it up

Hear they got that product, man, make them bitches bag it up

Finally got that money, man, make them bitches sack it up

Take it to the spot, man, now it's time to crank it up

Don't play, tomorrow's a brighter day, I gotta pack it up

Means I be's the first up on the block, I guess to rack it up

Pocket full of stones, oh, boy, I gotta track it up

Fuckin' with you snitches, man, don't make me wanna hang it up

But lookin' at an empty plate don't make me wanna keep it up

Any **** with that work gon' make me wanna creep it up

Even though my pockets done got deep, they ain't got deep enough

Wishin' I could rob me a bank, but I ain't thief enough

I keep it in the hood to rob a **** tryna to sleep it up

And it's about the time I get my bag then I need it up

Time to find another boy, time I gettin' to re it up

I think I got 'em scared

I think that they scared of me

I think you bitches scared

I think that they scared of me

I think I got 'em scared

I think I got 'em scared

Kickin' in the door, I make them bitches hit the floor for keys

I think I got 'em scared

I think that they scared of me

I think you bitches scared

I think that they scared of me

I think I got 'em scared

I think that they scared of me

Kickin' in the door, I make them bitches hit the floor for keys

Which one of you rappers wanna feel them shots

Sayin' that Juicy j fuck you out your record money flop

Hope you know these north Memphis soldiers keep a plastic glock

Stand in front of your house, I'm 'bout to buck you cowards on the spot

Heard you talkin' loud, actin' tough, I guess to gain your props

Man, this ain't no radio station, boy, quit tryin' to pump your watch

Police yellow tape, somebody blood they wipin' with a mop

What a witness saw when we here roll on down your corner block

The mafia boys, we got the toys, make you drop it off

Pass me the gun, I take the handle then I saw it off

Bust in the bank and make you faint before I knock it off

I'm on the drank and full of dank, ready to break the law

I see them funds, I see you run 'cause I want it all

So fuckin' scared, you talkin' backwards, want it all, want it all

But we don't care, we like 'em dollars standin' ten feet tall

Buckin' you, blastin' you, watch you splatter on the fuckin' wall

I think I got 'em scared

I think that they scared of me

I think you bitches scared

I think that they scared of me

I think I got 'em scared

I think that they scared of me

Kickin' in the door, I make them bitches hit the floor for keys

I think I got 'em scared

I think that they scared of me

I think you bitches scared

I think that they scared of me

I think I got 'em scared

I think that they scared of me

Kickin' in the door, I make them bitches hit the floor for keys

Creepin' carefully through the street because it's very real in the field

Ain't no love for pity, ain't nobody cut you no deal

Everyone I know, they do whatever just to get a meal

Or whats in the bottle or the baggie or whats under seal

Careful of the company you keep, everyone, they trill

'Cause when robbers mob his double jaw, just to bust appeal

You got hustlers, dealers bankin' every town, every field

That's why I don't hang around them brothers on some Massengill

Crunchy Black in this bitch, I'm 'bout to bring the pain

Ain't no gang in my slang, do you understand

Mess with me then you're messin' with the grownest man

Where I'm from, from the slum, **** shootin' that thing

On the run, now you see me in the papers, man

They was tryin' to stop a **** from doin' his thing

Catch him up, it's the song that I'm singin', man

Hypnotize got me gold diggin' for the chain

I think I got 'em scared

I think that they scared of me

I think you bitches scared

I think that they scared of me

I think I got 'em scared

I think that they scared of me

Kickin' in the door, I make them bitches hit the floor for keys

I think I got 'em scared

I think that they scared of me

I think you bitches scared

I think that they scared of me

I think I got 'em scared

I think that they scared of me

Kickin' in the door, I make them bitches hit the floor for keys