Letras:
Three 6 Mafia The End

and top em all up in my trunk [M Child] dynamite I'm tossin hatas crossin its da end bitch u runnin into bullet proof hoe, we still da Triple 6

My pockets are swollen, swollen My bankroll is foldin', foldin' Some niggas out there blowin' But baby, I ain't goin' See I bought a black Bonneville

I want Better for your body More Scanman rap Drop (??) in the dungeon All I want is you to come and walk along with me Three 6 Mafia and Killa Klan

Infamous done with tight When me gotta get mine You know what I want But do Koopsta gets it Storm on this bitch Like some new used confetti Astronomical Triple 6

Chorus I represent where them killaz hang (Lord Infamous) The ganja I'm chokin' The laws'll get broken The pussies are open The killas is scopin' The

named Koop he lookin' for the bud Gangsta boo she lookin' for the bud DJ Jus borne he lookin' for the bud My nigga crunchy black he lookin' for the bud Triple 6 mafia

' and riot (?) cause we comin' straight from the rowdy ass south Crank up this bitch, shake like a natural disaster, earthquake to blow up the scale Name was the Triple 6, end

The End is an instamental.but i have word's to it.Triple six is talkin shit but you ho's about to die,let's see if you still rap fast when i pull yo'

: Chorus Destruction terror and mayhem Pass me a..... (koopsta knicca) Look in the eyes of this muthafuckin' wise guy I got the nine on my side But