This for all you,
this for all you
This for all you, this for all you
Playa hataz who be talkin'
that shit (talkin' that shit)
This for all you, this for all you
This for all you, this for all you
Playa hataz who be talkin' that shit
(talkin' that shit)
Demonic mind,
why must I love
to take so many lives
Why do I leave them suffer
ing laying there to die
Why do I send their mother pictures
just to watch them cry
Why does the devil use me
to commit these evil crimes
Why must I inflict all these
multiple stab wounds
I'm grabbing the butcher knife
How come I must torture
and paralyze victims
Before I'm truely satisfied
I cannot stop tryin' to prove to myself
That I am a weaponary master
So I seem to keep stocking
with si lencers
Bodies are scattered all
over the pas ture
Playa hatin' fools,
for you fools I got them tools
Tools like the Glock 19 Blasting
on the scene
Sumthin' like a nightmare
in your dreams
Mean with them guns you can't
run leavin' bodies numb
H- to- the- K one I spray
Juicy J bar none
I'm always hearin' shit about my
niggas in the Three 6 Mafia
Prophet Entertainment on the rise bitch
You fools don't know when I roll up on you
I will have to spray ya
This goes out to the
mothafuckers who doubt
Jealous playa hataz
This for all you, this for all you
This for all you, this for all you
Playa hataz who be talkin'
that shit (talkin' that shit)
This for all you, this for all you
This for all you
I hold your head down & I'll fuck you
Like a convict bitch
(talkin' that shit)
This for all you, this for all you
This for all you, this for all you
Playa hataz who be talkin'
that shit (talkin' that shit)
This for all you, this for all you
This for all you
I hold your head down & I'll fuck you
Like a convict bitch (talkin' that shit)
This goes out to
all you suckas
Playa hata mothafuckers
Jealousy is in you bustas
Ho you know I'm really bumpin'
Triple Six is blastin' bitches,
robbin' riches, that's the scoop
Playa hatazmothafucker hate
the shit by Gangsta Boo
Nigga just remember all the
killas just ain't in yo' hood
Triple Six is all around yo' ass
now ho I wish you would
Test this fuckin' playa playa
hataz better listen close
Now go run for help my 32 will
bring you to the flo'
Jumpin' out of the house
Fresh black Jordans on my feet
I'm trippin' out off of some rumors
Some bustas said I got
killed last week
But the devils don't die, just get high
Fool you don't even not
hear me though
And if it's true then that's
the red zone
Red shone on the Three 6 Mafia h- izz- oe
Let me break it down for the rumor stars
Who forced this untrue lisp
to go 'round
Sendin' clowns with gun down
Jakers live not in the M- Town
Check, playa hata goin' home so I
got a kinda life stay striz out
Another fresh paint job and the
Chevy thang
Artey Bose but I'm still goin' to miss out
This for all you, this for all you
This for all you, this for all you
Playa hataz who be talkin'
that shit (talkin' that shit)
This for all you, this for all you
This for all you
I hold your head down & I'll fuck you
Like a con vict bitch
(talkin' that shit)
This for all you, this for all you
This for all you, this for all you
Playa hataz who be talkin'
that shit (talkin' that shit)
Three 6 Mafia 
