[M-Child] [Chorus x2]

We them thugs from the south (south!)
'bout to turn it out (out!)
We them thugs from the south (south!)
'bout to turn it out (out!)
We them thugs from the south (south!)
'bout to turn it out (out!)
Point 'em out, take 'em out
Point 'em out, take 'em out

[M-Child]

Who I be, M-C-H-I-L, motherfucking D
Erase the motherfucker who be talking about me
Point 'em out, take 'em out, we do it so easily
Everybody know the clique is the Kamikaze I.E
Everybody know I'm from my hood that they come O.M.P.,
While my niggas count they money while chiefin' on brocolli
Keep a pistol on my hip for you bitches with jealousy
Quickly, D.I.E., my nigga, they history
MC Mack and Scan Man, we taking over the land
With a Gon' Madd plan, the bitches don't understand
'cause doubt it all time, eliminate who I can
Take you bitches off the earth, sink 'em like fucking quicksand
It's whatever down south, hoe
Check out my new album, hoe
Nigga with that atom, point 'em out and take 'em out, hoe
Kamikaze niggas down for W.A.R
Ride up on you with some heat, 'cause a bitch you never ball
Take 'em out, nigga

[Chorus x2]

[Nigero]

Shooting them things at your head, no one has shot ch'nigga
Nothing but high-bullet lead coming out of them bitch' triggers
Roll back, that Nigero, they get to mind a building
Stealing you bitches lives, nigga, blood spill
I'm nigga of the blood sport, inside short, nigga rough ride or you
Forty-four calibur, this you gon' happen to
Stumble on yourself when you enter my zone
Or cross my path of blood bath, feel my force
My rap bunking round after round, low-down, dirty sucka' thug
Blood-shot red eyes, realize you 'bout to get slugged
The mug, the chest, to back, this boy just come back
Annihilation, you'll get connection, killed when I come back
Now whippin' those step in this direction; you getting murdered
Point this nigga out, I'm in the mood to put some hurt or some punishment
On the suckers, reruckers to motherfuckers, in the misdemean
Lay down, nigga, you history

[Chorus x2]

[M-Child]

That microphone, you need to drop it
To a nigga that's gon' rock it
Keep the club bouncing-jumping
Until money bounce out they pockets
Quit tripping off your face, Kamikaze in the place
Best believe me all about a million dollar paper chase
Ain't no nigga stopping, you can try your opportunity be free
Why you niggas off the Memphis streets be always muggin' me?
Just because you finally bought a Chevy and some gold teeth
Now you claiming killa', but bentley, you still a hoe to me

[Nigero]

Nigga be the first to disperse those so just sit back and shiva'
Fearin' this Kamikaze nigga, scared to hell of shells I deliver
No need for no mess, on the game show, my identity..
It's personal, get off your knees, hoe; that was some diggity
Quit swinging, shakin' pacin'; what, you nervous? You restless?
You gutless, you heartless, I might as well make you chestless
The richest world will get your ribs lost and filled
With bullets; make a move, get killed, nigga

[Chorus x2]