[Lord Infamous:]
Yeah fool, lord infamous back in the studio
With the paul and lord infamous Come With Me To Hell Part 2

My ^!$$% juicy in this mother$#&@er what's up man

[Juicy J:]

Yeah I know what time it is we finna do the ridin in the chevy
Part 2 on y'all $$# you know what I'm sayin
it's on fool


[Chorus x13:]
Ridin in the chevy as we also smoke the ink mane


[Verse 1: DJ Paul]
We finally got a warm day it's clean in january

See as I hopped out of my drop top once again we rollin chevy
Pearl paint, quarter green top, and them gold teeth
Dirty (*##$es chewin' and I can't go, I just say hoes please

Rollin clean, passin on them tight, to my woodgrain
System bumpin greatest hits, weed smoke invade my brain
Time to get it sprayed, ^!$$%z steal every color I get

Everytime I paint one up some fool tr-iz-y to come with it
Smokin on a dime boy, then the [?] said 35
Higher than a mile above the moon on that black haven side

Sturdy inhalin on some cigarillos lord knows I can't live without it
Everytime a flame penetrates some bud I wanna shout about it
But these ^!$$%z kill me when that's all they wanna do

They is $#&@ed up, but they still wanna get $#&@ed up, you's a damn fool
So I be like watchin you fools goin down like every single day
While I ride clean, drop top and mean, chevrolet, busta


[Chorus x11]


[Verse 2: Lord Infamous]
Scopin these ^!$$%z I'm owning this block cause I know that they hoe $$#es pushin them pounds
They blew my whole sale, $#&@in up my mail so I gotta close them down

They got ^!$$%z turning around with bunch of artilary, but scarecrow not scared
$#&@in up my damn buisness, I call up the triple six, we catch them tricks unprepared
A partner of mine said they [?] rackin plenty of stacks

I brought up my ^!$$%z, we polished the triggers I figured its time for the jack
Paul told us all...back into the room in front
My ^!$$% Mal took out the window with the ?mossberg? pump

I started droppin ^!$$%z runnin out into the parking lot
Skinny dropped the tricks in the back door, he grabbed about a pound of crop
My ^!$$% koop blasted them ^!$$%z, we missed them on the roof

Paul ready with the tech, and a vest, he blast them (*##$es and grabbed the loot
Dead bodies were scattered all over the cut, we drove off up in the smoke
Now we got plenty money (*##$, and we gonna serve plenty of dope

There's no survivors, just the blood scattered all over the place
We built our smoked out loced out in the $#&@in chevrolet


[Chorus x8]

[Verse 3: Juicy J]

Is it that !@!@&& that got my mind clickin
Could it be irk and jirk that got me straight trippin
Dippin through the greens you so clean paul you so mean

A ^!$$% drunk as hell, liqour flowin through my bloodstream
Flaggin down hoes on the road, roll to the cut
Honeycolm Hideout, where them ^!$$%z be smoked out on them blunts

Man like high, you so high, let me hit that grapefruit gin
Jumped back in that pearl thang, doin about 110
Grin on my face, cause I kno I'm bout to make it rich

Triple six mafia 95 yeah we runnin %#@!
^!$$%z know the score, I'm ten toes on these funky hoes
Everytime you see the chevy ridin it be full of smoke


[DJ Paul: Talking]
Aw yeah ^!$$% ridin in the chevy for the 95 three 6 mafia in this hoe

Don't forget to look out for the tape though you know what I'm sayin'
We in this mother$#&@er (*##$, for the 95, you ^!$$%z can't $#&@ with us biaaaaaaaatch


[Chorus: 'til fade]