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Three 6 Mafia - Last 2 Walk - I Told 'em
Last 2 Walk
01. Intro
02. I Told 'em
03. Trap Boom
04. Playstation
05. I Got
06. I'd Rather
07. That's Right
08. Corner Man
09. Weed, Blow, Pills
10. DSX Talk
11. Hood Star
12. Get Ya Rob
13. On Some Chrome
14. Rollin'
15. Click Bang
16. My Own Way
17. Dirty Bitch
18. First 48
19. Outro
20. Lolli Lolli (Pop That Body) (intro)
21. Lolli Lolli (Pop That Body)
22. My Own Way (remix)
I told 'em
I told 'em
I told 'em
I told 'em
I told 'em
I showed 'em
I showed 'em
I showed 'em
I showed 'em
I showed 'em
I hate to be, I said I hate to be
I said I hate to be fussy, I hate to be
I swear I told 'em
I told 'em
I told 'em
I told 'em
I told 'em
I showed 'em
I showed 'em
I showed 'em
I showed 'em
I showed 'em
I hate to be, I said I hate to be
I said I hate to be, I swear I hate to be

Come one come all, to the Hypnotize gun show
Young ho, gun let go, I've been gung-ho
Run yo' click clean out of that shit
Did they forget, or did they not know who they was fuckin' with?
D Paul, Three 6, king of this Memphis shit
Any nigga think otherwise they need to stop it
Prayin' when the red tape I'll introduce a faker to they maker
Call me The Undertaker for haters causin' vapors
And you can catch a hot one, I got plenty of 'em
They called bullets and they burn just like a oven
And we can do it however, it ain't no use to play
Fire on a nigga like they used to say, ya

I told 'em
I told 'em
I told 'em
I told 'em
I told 'em
I showed 'em
I showed 'em
I showed 'em
I showed 'em
I showed 'em
I hate to be, I said I hate to be
I said I hate to be fussy, I hate to be
I swear I told 'em
I told 'em
I told 'em
I told 'em
I told 'em
I showed 'em
I showed 'em
I showed 'em
I showed 'em
I showed 'em
I hate to be, I said I hate to be
I said I hate to be (Hands up, hands up), I swear I hate to be
Wow oh

Coward niggas ride 20 niggas deep
With a piece, underneath the seat, make 'em think they street
I don't need nobody else, whip you by myself
One on one, leave the guns at home, keep 'em on the shelf
But you can't, 'cause you need a crew, extra fist or two
Only one might really shoot, but that is not you-you-you
And you show out, try to buck, make 'em think you tough
Been to jail about a couple times, I guess that puffed you up
If you real nigga what the deal, take some weed or pills
Maybe thinkin' get your confidence up, tell 'em how you feel
You a joke, and a fuck nigga, can't stand yo' grind
But you walk around, fake-ass frown, but I know you're a clown

I told 'em
I told 'em
I told 'em
I told 'em
I told 'em
I showed 'em
I showed 'em
I showed 'em
I showed 'em
I showed 'em
I hate to be, I said I hate to be
I said I hate to be fussy, I hate to be
I swear I told 'em
I told 'em
I told 'em
I told 'em
I told 'em
I showed 'em
I showed 'em
I showed 'em
I showed 'em
I showed 'em
I hate to be, I said I hate to be
I said I hate to be, I swear I hate to be
Wow oh