Boy, you better put a lid on it

You don′t know what it's like to get your head lumped in′Cause you keep flapping those gums like you the boss till we check your chin

Oh no, you don't know what it's like to get your head lumped in

′Cause you keep flapping those gums, so just run along ′cause you don't want none

Let me take you back, so back in time

That made the front page news, living lives of crime

′Cause we ran moonshine, outlaws, to be exact

We did something new, and we never turned back

Six shots, point blank, aiming at your face

I'mma quickdraw, then I′m gone without a trace

And I'll rob a bank, or I′ll cheat and steal

Derail a fucking train 'cause you know that I will

You need to pay your dues or get cement shoes

And we're still on the run, the most ruthless crew

You don′t know what it′s like to get your head lumped in

'Cause you keep flapping those gums like you the boss till we check your chin

Oh no, you don′t know what it's like to get your head lumped in

′Cause you keep flapping those gums, so just run along 'cause you don′t want none

I'm a heartbreak kid, I'm a stickup kid

Bang-bang, Tommy Gun, you′s a punk-ass bitch

Knocked out, one punch like a superhero

Paid up, crapped out, now you′re back to zero

Boom-bing-pow, King Kong, no doubt

Like a prohibition, I'mma have to dry you out

You′ll be picking up your teeth straight off of the ground

I'mma switch-blade shank, you know how word gets around

All bets are in, I say you roll the dice

Looks like another seven, it′s the end of your life

You don't know what it′s like to get your head lumped in

'Cause you keep flapping those gums like you the boss till we check your chin

Oh no, you don't know what it′s like to get your head lumped in

′Cause you keep flapping those gums, so just run along 'cause you don′t want none

It's no matter, just a matter of time

It don′t matter to Three, it ain't no matter of mine

If you keep your mouth shut, then you′ll be just fine

If you keep running gums, you better look out behind

You see U-N to the D-E-A-D

Got the full clip, bitch is cocked and empty

The cock of the walk, but you walked too far

Now your cock's on the block on the boulevard

I'm the J-O-H to the N-Y 3T

You lucky you ain′t dead if you know they sent me

You don′t know what it's like to get your head lumped in

′Cause you keep flapping those gums like you the boss till we check your chin

Oh no, you don't know what it′s like to get your head lumped in

'Cause you keep flapping those gums, so just run along ′cause you don't want none

U-N to the D-E-A-D

You got your fists raised, but your legs are shakey

U-N to the D-E-A-D

You know that I'm the shit, that′s why you′re trying to take me

We can go around the corner, I ain't catching a case

This will all be over quick, I′mma do what it takes

So you better know your role and never speak outta place

Or I'mma roll your ass up and smack the lips off your face

You better not run ′cause my bullets are faster

I'd never really hit a bitch, so I′m gonna smack you

This won't even be a fight 'cause I′m knocking you out

And my name ain′t Dick, so keep it out of your mouth

U-N to the D-E-A-D

Let it be known, we do this shit on the daily

U-N to the D-E-A-D

Ain't nothing, still serving you, baby