You can gimme the fuckin' chewin', I can fuck you all night Yeah we can do i,t take your time and do it right Man you'll get 10 slugs up in your arm pits Take her, break her, to whip that funky bitch Get the fuck away from me ho because the crew can't stand them vapors Man a bitch'll take that lil bit out her pussy for them papers ![]() On one of you hoes, before you come, La Chat ain't gone easy This ain't no crap, I speak the truth, gotta come too thick to get me It ain't no way that I can't handle, keep that tone in my jaw I shot that bitch without causes, ain't got no love in my heart I got my piece for what I do, to show you who the fuck number one It ain't no way La Chat gon' let it slide, with the shit that you done No no, come, come and get this bitch, ain't got no time fo no shit You believe, that nigga, I love to get it onīoom! Boom! I'm blastin' at your mind to get you believe thatĪnd I love to put a nigga body parts in the field, nigga You believe I'm comin' strong, you believe I'm all grown You can believe this, you can believe thatĪnd believe I got a baseball bat, and I'm bustin' your head black Take your nine lives, bump up and Hypnotize your mind, blow So, when we creep, drop cause I'ma hit you nine times Picture me, naked face, to kickin' in your doorĤ, niggaz deep, bandanas with black calicos I don't talk this shit for fun, cock it back and let it goĪnd 6 shots, from the 3-6 shooters lettin' 'em know, WHOA! Two AK's, and put some drama to leave this niggaz bodies numb The grill is still gold, and the curls they know kick doorsįirst one of us is done, hollow tips come by the ton The smoke is in the air the liquor is still a fifth Some killaz on my side, if I tell 'em they gon' getĪ fiend wiolatin' the business, I ain't wit'Īnd now in 2000 you talkin' the same shitĪnd now in 2000 I'll bust and I won't miss Sixty 6, sixty 1, The Smoke Clears, evaporateĪ 180 pounds witha fist that will bust lips Heypno-tize, and blazed another gold plate We brutal, the Chapter 2 to end the phase, our mind You slip, I Live By My Rep don't fuck with mineĭa End, the souls of men embedded inside the Posse Hit you in the head, with the gat, 'til your skull crackīlood gushin', head rushin', act first, no discussionĬome with that bullshit, then the bullets start bustin'įirst crime, we came with Mystic Stylez on grime If you got a problem with me, holla at my Lugerĭro puffer, cheese come up, when we on the track jack Weed smoker, coke snorter, come and get a pack niggaĬane slanger, bitch banger, dog I'll bring it to ya Makin' easy money, pimpin' hoes is serious niggaĬall a nigga, drug dealer, out here on the track nigga Makin' easy money, pimpin' hoes is serious bitch (Mafia, ya, y-ya, y-ya, ya, ya) įrom hear to ATL, to Nashville, back to the M-town nigga Niggaz that's down to cut some muthafuckin' heads Hypnotize Camp Posseįinally, I got all real niggaz on on a muthafuckin' Posse song In 2005 he returned with Me Being Me, which included the party single "I Got Dat Drank" with special guests Mike Jones and Paul Wall.M.E.M.P.H.I.S."(feat. "Bay" was actually a nickname for the highest cocaine-trafficking area of Memphis and the sound of the album was tough Dirty South. Some thought "Bay" was a reference to the Bay Area and that Frayser Boy was West Coast. The title of the hard-hitting album caused some confusion. Two years later the Hypnotize Minds label released his solo, full-length debut, Gone on That Bay. Three 6 were impressed and gave him a guest shot on La' Chat's 2001 album Murder She Spoke. He eventually went to work for them in promotion, but in the background he was working on his lyrical skills. Since his friend didn't have a car, Frayser Boy used to drive him to work and got to know the Posse. The Memphis, TN, native came to the attention of Three 6 Mafia's Hypnotize Camp Posse through a friend who worked for the crew. ![]() Thuggish and rough Dirty South rapper Frayser Boy was a late bloomer.
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