Smash - Dope D.O.D., DJ Paul

Uh, Dope D.O.D.

Three 6 Mafia

DJ Paul

Skits Vicious

Ey yo Jay Reaper, get these motherfuckers!

Yo I’m back!

Back in effect

Back on the set, yeah I’m back on the smack

Back!

Back on the crack

Back like a mack and I’m packing a black gat

Yeah!

Back with a bat

Back up or get the bat smacked on your head

Back up or I’ll get your backpack cracked in half

Nigga back up don’t make me back up what I’ve said

And I’m bad!

Bad to the bone, bad like a cellular phone to your dome

Yeah, bad!

Bad like a boss, bad like the dark side of the force

I’m bad!

Bad for your health, shotgun shells

Niggas gon' yell, niggas gon' cry, niggas need help

If I was you, I’d kill myself!

Ha!

Round two, ey Skits

I stay raw!

Raw like a steak, raw like the rate of the murder we raise

They can call it a state of emergency cause I’m burnin the place

Down like a cellar, roar like a lion, you hella gazelle

Raw and uncut with the grammar

Raw with the Tony Montana bandana

Banned on the cheddar, we baning them hits

Bang on a hip when I’m banging your bitch

Bagging the body, I’ll bang on your door

Trip to the morgue and I’m back with the Tommy

(Hard to the core) Yo we back like a spinal (Cord)

I attack like dino (saur), sure this means war

Introducing — DJ Paul!

The hardest motherucker you will ever fucking meet

The hardest motherfucker you will never ever be

I’m burning these streets and I’m keeping my heat

Grilling these niggas and loveing some beef

Your nigga on fire, hella fat chief

I for real get loud on that fire leaf

I’m in Amsterdam with Dope D.O.D

I’m on stage going in and they next to me

I’ll be still super crunk even though I’m on lean

But not jumping too high, coming with Glock on me

Nigga bet he be thinking he can rock on me

When we step into the ring he get rocked by me

He’s knocked out like he hit the weed

Fucking with the real repping that Tenessee

He ain’t nothing but a fucking wannabe

So I had to put his head where it needed to be

Be down!