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Jordan Houston (born April 5, 1975), better known by his stage name Juicy J, is an American rapper, record producer and Academy Award-winning songwriter. He is a member of the duo Three 6 Mafia and is currently signed to Taylor Gang Records. He has released three studio albums. more »

Year:

2002

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Killa Klan (8x) 
Chorus: Killa Klan Repeated ? North Memphis, South Memphis, ATL, Chicago 
(cities differ for each chorus) 

[Juicy J] 
Late last night, I was in the bed, eyes red 
Thinkin' about project pat, and what the fuckin jury said 
Givin' him what they gave him, then they put him in handcuffs 
Motherfuck dem laws, I'ma make you put yo hands up 
Don't cross the line, yellow take the police brand up 
Outside the court, Norf Memphis and we klanned up 
I can be a leader, bring the heata, like a farakhan 
I can be a terroist to the government like a taliban 
Long as ya black, and ya wrist they put they targets on 
Watchin' niggas every move, tappin' niggas cell phones 
Don't, Fall, for the okay, Don't, Call, and I'll bring the dope 
And we gon' smoke we till the break of dawn 
Trapped in this hood where there ain't no motherfuckin bon 
And to that officer I know your stompin' ground here 
But If you ain't from my hood, get yo ass from round here 

Chorus (2X) 

[Crunchy Blac] 
First I'm gonna catch the bitch 
Then I'm gonna beat the bitch 
Then I'm gonna bury bitch 
Shouldn't of been talkin' shit 
You knew who you was fuckin wit 
Fuckin wit the fuckin best 
She who you fuckin been 
Now I'm aimin' at yo chest 
This goes out to all of y'all 
All of y'all be talkin' shit 
Slip the clip up in the gun 
Then commence to bust a nig 
Bust a nig, at ya dawg 
Watchin' you niggas fall 
Screamin' out like a bitch 
Mane that's just some petty shit 

[Lord Infamous] 
I'm into blood baths, I don't, fine I'll punch ya 
I'ma hit yo ass wit the fuckin rocket launcher 
Can you stand the pain, insane, bounty hunta 
Stop long, see ya pulp, till ya unconscious 
Throw you in the dumpsta, lord catch a conquer 
Lord don't, pistol play jump up, if ya want ta 
This is the unda, buried by yo momma 
Not only do I murder mane I also am bomb ya 

Chorus (2x) 

[Juicy J] 
Picture this, you a juror and you on the stand 
And you about the judge the life of a black man 
Young brotha from the hood made it rappin' and 
Wit a knot in his pocket weighin least a grand 
Here's the story he got caught wit some fire arms 
By a crooked ass cop wit his siren awn 
He was known as a felon made it bigga than state 
The whole case turned fed made him lose his faith 
Picture this, now the judge he got hatred for crooks 
Because ten years ago he was appointed by bush 
Republican white man, and he don't give a f*ck 
If the guns wasn't his that was found in his truck 
Prosecutors, shady lawyers, mane who can you trust 
All this palm greasy shit, mane it's bigga than us 
Make you wanna be like f*ck it hit the trunk of the car 
Deliberation it was time for the jury to star 

Killa Klan (fade out) 

RIP jesse deane ~2002~

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