Lyrics:

[Irene Cara's Fame song plays...]
[DJ Paul talks]
Yeah I don't think a lotta niggas will
Recognize or realize
Where the fuck a lot of this music is goin' down right now
Da Mafia 6ix Three 6 Mafia
[Beat changes....]
Whatever the fuck you call us
Probably a lotta niggas don't be around right now
If wasn't is
If wasn't fuckin' is
Yall better fuckin' remember
Yall know who did this
We do this shit (mafiaaaaa)
We live this shit (mafiaaaaa)
YOU KNOW WHO THE FUCK IT IS NIGGA (mafiaaaaa)
MAFIA 6ix LIL WYTE LETS Go (mafiaaaa)

[Hook: DJ Paul & 2 Chainz]
I been hood i been street since the first day been around here
Ain't took shit from nan tricks since the first day been around here
Ain't no do for what i do since the first day been around here
I understand why you haters hate so get the fuck from around me BITCH
(Middle finger up to my competition) what would they be without me
(Middle finger up Middle finger up ) what would they be without me
(Middle finger up to my competition) what would they be without me
(Middle finger up Middle finger up ) what would they be without me

[Verse 1: DJ Paul]
People always askin' me \'Who created Crunk?\'
Why would you even ask if you know the asnswer chump (dumb bitch!)
If the niggas tear the club up gonna play on us
If the niggas hit the dutch they gonna play on us
[?]
Servin' in da car they gonna play on us
You can't name a win on a war cause i winned
You can't put some hot in da club with some of me on it
Like a [?]
[?]

[Verse 2: Gangsta Boo]
Remember in 1995
I was so live the city was all mine
Only black girl with a all white clique
Put your snake ass down on some brand new shit
I gave you bitches acknoledge, how could you forget?
I was makin' hits [?] sellin' bricks
But since you don’t remember I got a picture for you
And if you got amnesia, when you need me I’ll ignore ya
Yeah hoe

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Lil Wyte]
I was the first white boy as a matter of fact fuck that
I’m the only white boy up this thang
Still cool with Paul
Only fuck with Boo, and Me, Lord, Crunchy and Koop
Get high as plane
I’m off my rocker, need my medicine
I got a 100 motherfuckers that I’m better than
Shoulda been a rapper, anyway do your job
Couldn’t of made more money even if you were president
You you are heaven sent, me I’m hell bound
I control your money I can tell ya how hell sound
Chilling halloween with the 6
The mafia back and I’m all over the mix bitch
Yeah i put you on, put money on your hand
In return I got fucked over
What up to that could have been
I got cha cause I got a pile of dirt
And a caterpillar bull dozer

[Verse 4: Koopsta knicca]
I remember in Memphis waitin' go and pay me bitch
Put back on the mafia six
Now my bars super sick
Some bitch koopsta knicca bye holla in the kid
Super rude Michael Myers nigga
Koop alone to the damn fools
Remember when we was young niggas
Mad beacuse the sucka niggas
Paul gimme the extra clip
I cock back then rock this niggas
K-O-O-P-S-T-A-K-N-I-Double C-A
Bitch that's me

[Hook]

[Verse 5: Crunchy Black]
I been claiming G
I been fuckin' with the city
I been tote heats
And i been reppin' the streets
I been doin' me nigga get it how i live
I took two shots and a nigga still live
Now fuck the way you feel
And niggas ain't real
I pop you in the head with the motherfuckin' steel
I get it how i live and this the way it is
It's two shots nigga and that's the way i kill KILL

[Verse 6: Lord Infamous]
It’s the coca bomb, Heroin Don
[?]
I give you a chrome
Believe the address to your mammy home
Beat the [?] claiming home
Bankroll in a missile launch
Checking every trap I own
Nose white from Colombian
Many times I gave you brush
Trick you didn’t pay for much
Now you ‘round here wanna stunt
I will rape and rob you cunt
[?]
[?]
.50 cal rip off your scalp with just one chop remove your features

[Hook]