Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
DJ Paul
Vocals
Juicy J
Vocals
Koopsta Knicca
Vocals
Lord Infamous
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jordan Houston
Songwriter
Darnell Carlton
Songwriter
Paul Beauregard
Songwriter
RICKY DUNIGAN
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Paul
Producer
Juicy J
Producer
Lil Pat
Mixing Engineer
Larry Nix
Mastering Engineer
Kevin Nix
Mastering Engineer
Kurt Clayton
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
[Intro]
God damn dope
Yeah, ho
Yeah, ho
Yeah, ho
Yeah, ho
Yeah, ho
[Chorus]
We gotta come like we get down and dirty for our figures
We gotta come like we real quick to pull back on some triggers
We gotta come, you know that Devil shit is still up in us
We Mafia ****, we Mafia ****
We gotta come like we get down and dirty for our figures
We gotta come like we real quick to pull back on some triggers
We gotta come, you know that Devil shit is still up in us
We Mafia ****, we Mafia ****
[Verse 1]
So damn wicked, got some shit you bitches never saw
I caught you shakin'
Sawed-off's pumpin' now we'll break the law
I cut the air off where you breathe
While I'm blazin' on these trees
This .30-30 from these trees'll take your leg all off
You chokin' from exhaust
You lost up in the sauce
You splattered 'gainst the wall
Don't play with Lord at all
You didn't listen, now you pissin' down your leg
And got a gun against your head
You know this lead is for a bloody brawl
I'm tryna go for boss, prepare for Holocaust
I got a moss and when I toss it, it will get 'em all
I'm dirty for the cause
Bitch, don't you hit the pause
I'll lock you bitches in the icebox when I'm full of frost
Bitch, don't you know when I am high I leave a dimple?
Cock back this pistol, then I'll pop you like a pimple
I got the tomb and the stones, in your home with the chrome
You alone and the rest is very simple
[Chorus]
We gotta come like we get down and dirty for our figures
We gotta come like we real quick to pull back on some triggers
We gotta come, you know that Devil shit is still up in us
We Mafia ****, we Mafia ****
We gotta come like we get down and dirty for our figures
We gotta come like we real quick to pull back on some triggers
We gotta come, you know that Devil shit is still up in us
We Mafia ****, we Mafia ****
[Verse 2]
Ain't no **** gon' play with me
Play on me, my ****, I'ma lay you in the streets
All I came for is cheese, ****, that's hard to believe
I'ma lock and unload, and let your bitch ass bleed
Let ya'll know that I came with some shit up my sleeve
Know what I mean, my ****? It's only just me
Slip the knife down my sleeve
Slope you dead in your heart
It's only the sick shit, don't get shit started
[Verse 3]
Now ever since we done came
Them haters, mane, them done go
They tried to vamp to the crib
I shot around in they home
I'm bustin' rugers, with some Lugers, do you
**** I'ma send 'em straight through you, school you 'bout this business, 'bout these boys
You're 'bout to witness, with these toys
[Verse 4]
With them toys, yeah, we got 'em
Make that noise when we cock 'em
Guaranteed to kill and rob 'em
Stopped 'em with the sawed-off shotgun
**** in the street and flaugin'
On that dog food and Vodka
So much dope, the bloodstream toxic
And the mind is pure psychotic
[Chorus]
We gotta come like we get down and dirty for our figures
We gotta come like we real quick to pull back on some triggers
Written by: Jordan Houston, Paul Beauraguard