Where They Hang

[Chorus x 4]<br>I said where dem bitches hang<br>Where dem bitches hang<br>We got dem thangs<br>We out the frame, fuck em` off<br><br>(Juicy J)<br>I know a lot of Memphis rappers, glad my brother went to jail<br>They can put their cd out, and see if that wack ass shit gonna sell<br>Mane I hope you haters knew this Hypnotize ain`t gonna stop<br>If you wanna go to war, bring your group, bring your glock<br>We ain`t scared of no bitches and we ain`t barrin` you niggas<br>All you cowards wanna roll, you gonna feel these triggas<br>Boy, I bet you cocksuckas wanna be Juicy<br>But you gotta play catch up my nig, it ain`t easy<br><br>(D.J. Paul)<br>I said I`m a killer by nature my nigga<br>Killer by my blood, killer by religion<br>Most of my niggas nice with the trigga<br>Hits so hard with slugs left him in the river<br>Get her, I ain`t did her cause I deliver a hitter<br>From my steela to your liver, I left his back sowed wide open<br>A rapper shouldn`t have let his mouth open<br><br>[Chorus x 4]<br><br>(Fiend)<br>Gun toter, drug run go`er<br>Cut these niggas necks like lawnmower<br>With shawty tight cause you can`t go to the prom for her<br>It`s survivest and the quitters waiting to dawn for ya<br>Before you yawn they`ll be mourning for ya<br>Coroners, I ring alarms and fire arms extend, I`m warring<br>Can`t repent the bullet rain when it get to pouring<br>Poppin` at my lil cuz`ll see we ain`t ignoring<br>One doesn`t wanna dash, foot down touchin flooring<br>For some layed at, ain`t gotta be payback<br>New grip on my pistol, and I might just wanna spray that<br>Say black, don`t we war for reason<br>Child go brawlin` up treason<br>Solve it all, when they spoil and they breathing<br>Would`ve of did it at the club<br>But stupid went to his clubhouse<br>Snubbed him out, vided out, Lil Pimp his drug house<br>Got three pounds of different bud`s a route<br>Sounds like he knows what thugs about, if ever a doubt<br><br>[Chorus x 4]<br><br>(Juicy J)<br>We scopin` out this boy, now we`re trailing him from his job<br>Mane don`t lose that fool, I wanna shoot him in the heart<br>I heard the boy be packing, seen him reaching for his rod<br>His face was turning red, I thought he went into a shock<br>I bucked a couple times, I heard the shot up from the glass<br>He swerve from left to right, but I was bumper on his ass<br>The boy was riding rover, so his motor kinda fast<br>He shot back once, I slowed my roll and then he start to mash<br><br>(D.J. Paul)<br>Now I done let you hoes play too long<br>I got no problem with these rappers<br>But me and these ceo`s bout to get it on<br>You bitches better get your business right<br>While you all off, beat sound stupid on the fucking mic<br>And nigga build you an power from scratch on the top<br>Instead of riding on people other niggas made hot<br>You niggas wanted it on that`s what you got<br>But you could believe Hypnotize gonna blow the spot bitch<br><br>[Chorus x 4]