THREE SIX MAFIA Mafia Niggaz

Şarkıcı: THREE SIX MAFIA
Albüm: Miscellaneous
(Yabancı Şarkı Sözleri), Lyrics:

Album: When The Smoke Clears (2000)


[Chorus: ]
(Lord Infamous)
We gotta come like we get doen and dirty for our figures
We gotta come like we be quick to pull back on some triggers
We gotta come you know dat Devil shit is still up in us
We Mafia Niggaz We Mafia Niggaz

(Lord Infamous)
So damn wicked got some shit you bitches never saw
I caught you shakin sawed off's pumpin now'll we'll break the law
I cut the air off where you breath while I'm blazin on these trees
The ? ? I get from these trees'll take your leg up off
You chokin from exhaust
You lost up in the sauce
You stand against the wall
Don't play wit Lord at all
You dealin wit some now you pissin down your leg
and got a gun against your head you know dis lead is for a bloody brawl
I'm tryna go for boss
Prepare for Holocaust
I got moss and when I toss it will get em off
I'm dirty for the cause
Bitch don't you hit the pause
I'll lock you bitches in the icebox wit it full of frost
Bitch don't you know that when I'm hi I leave a dimple
Cock back dis pistol then I'll pop you like a pimple
I got the tunes in the stones
In your home wit the chrome
You alone and the rest is very simple

[Chorus ]

(Crunchy Black)
Ain't no nigga goin play wit me
Play wit me my nigga I'ma lay you in the streets
All I came for is cheese nigga dat's hard to believe
I'ma lock and unload and make your bitch ass bleed
Let ya'll know dat I came wit some shit up my sleeve
Know what I mean my nigga It's only Jus me
Slip dat knife down my sleeve
Slope you dead in your heart
Wit only dat sick shit don't get shit started

(DJ Paul)
Now ever since we done came dem hataz didn't play no joke
Try to bounce to the crib
I shot around in dey home
I'm bustin rugaz
wit some lugaz
Do ya
Nigga I'ma send em straight through ya
School ya
Bout dis bidness
Bout these boys
Ya bout to witness wit these toys

(Juicy J)
Wit dem toys yeah we got em
Make the noise when we cock em
Guaranteed to kill and rob em
Stopped em wit the sawed off shotgun
Niggaz in the street dey found em
On dat dog food and Vodka
So much dope the blood was toxic
And the mind is pure psychotic

[Chorus ]

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THREE SIX MAFIA Mafia

Şarkıcı: THREE SIX MAFIA
Albüm: Miscellaneous
(Yabancı Şarkı Sözleri), Lyrics:

Album: Choices

(feat. La Chat)


[DJ Paul-Talking]
Yeah muthaf-ckaz! The Platinum plaque bringers of the mothaf-ckin' "M"
back in this bitch, nigga. H-C muthaf-ckin' P.
Hypnotyze camp muthaf-ckin posse.
And it's goin' down, like we always do about this time, nigga, night time.
We about to load them black trucks up. Who we got in this muthaf-cka
We got my girl La Chat, Gangsta Boo, Crunchy muthaf-ckin' Black
Playboy Juice, Project muthaf-ckin' Pat, Lord Imfamous, and me
DJ muthaf-ckin' Paul, the king of the muthaf-ckin' "M" town.
And it's goin' down- HYPNOTYZE MINDS HO!

[HOOK]
Mafia!... Mafia!... Mafia!... Mafia!...
Mafia!... Mafia!... Mafia!... Mafia!

[La Chat]
La Chat, with that gat
The other queen of Memphis
Hypnotize Camp we got 2 bumpin' bitches...

[Gangsta Boo]
...In the club posted up
Eight hundred dollar bottles
Sippin' Cris f-ck a glass
Nigga drink it out the bottle...

[La Chat]
...Don't be hatin' and shit
'Cause we gettin' paid and shit
Ain't no need be lyin' till I die
I'm gon' be lovin' this...

[Gangsta Boo]
...The bottle-yeah gangsta gangsta
Ridin' nigga posted up
f-ck you bitches up when I come gunnin'
Lettin' the lugers bust
Chat, you got my f-ckin' back?

[La Chat]
Yeah I got your f-ckin' back
Buckin' bitches that be hatin'
Blow their chest up through their back

[Gangsta Boo]
High as hell can't you tell
'Cause my eyes are red as fire
'Bout to f-ck this nigga
Take his money- Pimpin' 'till I die
Hypnotyze Minds be the label that pay me
f-ck you other rappers talkin' shit
You cannot faze me

[La Chat]
So you heard it from the queens
HCP we be together
f-ckin' with my family bitch
It's gon' have to be whatever...

[HOOK 1X]

[Lord Imfamous]
How can you relate to this
Niggaz they be hatin' this
Purple f-ckin' tradin' man
Barely makin' dividends
Burn it man, half in
Better known as "assed in"
All I want is money man
Can't you niggaz comprehend?
Lock and f-ckin' load fool
Break the f-ckin' law fool
Ain't no attitude fool
This is what we came to do
With them bodies in the bag
Put that dope in the bag
Put that money in the bag
Let's go fool, rat tat tat

[Juicy "J"]
They call me Juicy gigolo
Got hoes that fill
A statue of a fool
With them platinum tips
I'm tellin' all you bitches
To beware of the game
I'm tellin' all you niggaz
To beware of the lames
I freak your baby mama
Put her on the house
I got my dick sucked
When I was on the couch
My nigga walked in
He said that hoe was stout
I hit it from the back
My nigga took her mouth

[Project Pat]
By love real my nig
Let blood spill my nig
Shoot to kill my nig
If ya real my nig
Project Pat my nig
I spit facts my nig
Hang with macks my nig
Who tote gats my nig
It's blast or be left
Baller in your blood
White girl up your nose
Ya high off that bud
A slug in the lot
Your car and no strap
Blew your gotdamn brains
In your partner's lap

[Lord Imfamous]
Choose your weapons
But boy choose them carefully
Each of my poisons
Are deadlier melodies
I am the doctor
And this is your therapy
You can have one
So you must get a pair of these
Beat, bound and gagged
Bump off bounty
Place all his pieces
All over county
The shit's very lethal
That I place in the needle
Prepare you for your last trip
To the Cathedral

[DJ Paul]
I seen how TV can hurt
And plus platinum plaques to match
And add them twenties and vogues
And Gucci jackets on backs
We got them Bentlys and Benzes
And all them Lexus on lock
The picture gettin' kind of clearer
I see why them bitches hot
You hoes is strugglin' and starvin'
And wanna rise in the hood
It's cold I'm crankin' up heat
And you wish you could
Y'all wish y'all could get back with us
Then maybe then you could shine
Like the rappers you wish you was
And get off the grind
I'm keepin' one in the chamber
Because I'm filled up with anger
And when I see yo little hoe 'n'
You knowin' your life's in danger
I do a show y'all in the burough
Hollerin' no kind of shit
Is that the best way that you know
To get attention lil bitch
I understand how they feel
They feelin' that they left out
And we the ones movin' on
So we the ones talked about
But niggaz keep it your best
And one day then you'll get a crown
But until then do a hit of coke
And keep feelin' down
'Cause suckaz... that's real

[HOOK 1X]

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THREE SIX MAFIA From Da Back

Şarkıcı: THREE SIX MAFIA
Albüm: Miscellaneous
(Yabancı Şarkı Sözleri), Lyrics:

Album: When The Smoke Clears (2000)


[Chorus:]
(D.J. Paul)
You dealing with some thugs
who like to hit it from the back (back)
with no kind of springs attached
what you think about that shorty

(Gangsta Boo)
You dealing with some bitches
who like cheese up front (front)
get down on your knees up front
now what you think about that baby

(DJ Paul)
You dealing with some thugs
who like to hit it from the back (back)
with no kind of springs attached
what you think about that shorty

(Gangsta Boo)
You dealing with some bitches
who like cheese up front (front)
get down on your knees up front
now what you think about that baby

[Verse 1]
(Gangsta Boo)
Nigga please
im hotter than 100 degrees
poppy in me
but se-x don't come until we come to our knees
gimme' yo' cheese
before I get my niggas and weed
flatten you out
take care of that
that's how it be baby
me and my girls cost to much for you nigga
extra nigga in the Jag
can you get with me nigga
Hell No!
Im the bitch wit the chronic that's getting high
Makin' money, lookin funny
when I f-ck on you guys
damn right! Im the bitch of da night
no matter what
thugged out
and some shirt
short jeans
a big butt
what you see when im walking on by
I see you lookin
whether male or female
you in I see you lookin'
(Bigger pussy)
When im packin' yo' nigga
you know the taste
At the "S" it's 99'
you serve me wit' cha' face nigga
you know we did it
you be trickin' like daddy
oops I spilled the beans baby
I be braggin' like this
have ya heard ?

[Chorus]

(DJ Paul)
I seen em' coming out the club
drop the posse
walk me down
barely able to stand up
barely able to fall down
Hanging in the bathroom
with my dogs
it's all about two balls
now I need a warm cup
for a dick and two balls
It's Paul
in a Jag
but ain't bout' to brag
Im trying to grab a little hot somethin, skattely wag
some bout it
some down it
Stray ghetto ass ho!
Some ready for war!
Cause hittin it boy
will make your ass go!
All motherf-cking night dont play
Drop yo' jawphones, it's on, cause this dick on my leg
Y'all niggas want a real dicksucker
come Down South
make you say
"Damn, Grey you still eat with that mouth"!
Then she turned over, caught dripping like a faucet
I called my dog Too Sway cause this ho about to toss it
Im f-cking wit chu, cause you f-cked wit me!
And caught this christian in a bad little somethin to my whole weed
(Whole Weed)!

[Chorus]

(Juicy J)
First my nigga call the freak
tell her she got dick to eat
balls and all standin tall
dont forget the jack "a" me
tell her five dope we keep
opt a move as just a sweep
heard she liked it from da back
in the back from toronsy
Paul said she wants to blow
with bad (bitch) week we cut off her
I don't wanna hit the jump
Grab my 8.0 we'll get her drunk
"My nigg, what chu' waitin on" ?
"Hey let me use that other phone"
"f-ck that, she got skit to hit
Im'a call that ho while she at home"
"Hello" ??
"What's the bidness bitch" ??
"Who is this" ??
"Mister Dick" !!!
"Im bout' to come and scoop you up" !
"For what" ?
"For what the f-ck, the click"
My dog said you got the clams
silicon wit the ass
don't even need a bag
to hide your face
to sit you down !
Rumors say you turn em' out
In da car, or on da couch!
Never hear em' yellin' ouch!
Dick and balls up in yo' mouth!
Grab my 8.0, (and in a hit)
Maybe you can bring you friend
"Do you niggas got that bluff"
"YA" !

[Chorus]

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THREE SIX MAFIA Die A Soldier

Şarkıcı: THREE SIX MAFIA
Albüm: Miscellaneous
(Yabancı Şarkı Sözleri), Lyrics:

Album: Hypnotize Camp Posse (2000)


[Chorus]
-DJ Paul-(8x)
I'd rather die a soldier
Than nigga live a coward

(Lord Infamous)
Bullets are spittin' alright
I will let the metal slide
I'm layin wit' late at nite
The hindus state you will die
I know you lay petrified
Cause Infamous set you right
Wit' shotguns and falsty knives
That blow you clear out of sight
You're wit' all your might
Your conscious is stayin' by
You all in that sacrifice
I'm going off ignified
The rope round yo' neck is tight
You pop out your f-ckin' knives
And that way you'll never cry,never cry

(Lachat)
Now nigga how you gonna act like
You didn't f-ck up
So accept the fact
How many times you've been warned
It's murder when ya f-ck wit' Chat
Don't need your sorrow or your pity
Should've thought before you did it
Ash to ash and dust to dust
Ya'll rest in space
You know Chat when a motherf-cker run on up
Yeah youse a great bitch
Just letting you know got thoughts of red
Oh,no remorse I buck you down wit' da .44
Never see my cowards
I got too much pride to let it ride
My nigga it's whatever
We can buck it out til ???

[Chorus ] x8

(Project Pat)
Comin' like a duck a
You know I came for trouble
Some thug wit' the crosser
Hollow let a bust a
The hood for da money
Comin' from a junkie
Yo' nose kinda runny
You feel like a mummy
Yo' car gets a crummy
But mine's gettin' phatter
Yo' lips gettin' black a
To me it don't matter
Ya pay whatch owe a
Pla-ya fashoa
True mentality of a ghetto soldier

(T-Rock)
Don't never get next to me
Although platinum thuggin' is my pedigree
I calculate my weapons,to killin' is my recipe
Bless it be my militant Memphis when in jeapordy
Testin' me I blast him in the opens like sesame
West it be a much bigger man than what they measure me
My mother and my rifle are my only 2 treacheries
Best believe a singular shot you plead heavily
Never breathe I guess a casket was his destiny

[Chorus] x8

(Crunchy Black)
I got a problem
Money dividends gotta solve'em
I heard you niggas they out to rob man
I can't let'em get me bro
I can't let'em get me
No I gotta stand ten toes
I gotta keep a strap on me
I gotta make sure no phone dead catch me cornered
Out here on that streetlife
I'd rather die a soldier than a coward any night

(Gangsta Boo)
How you wanna do it
How you wanna take it
You gon' wake up naked in the bed wit' satan
Shakin',wakin' up and shit
Bitch I betcha when the tech be pointed at ya
Maybe you will catch a f-ckin' bullet
Never pistol platin' never bent
Bitch I'd rather be soldier than a coward any day
Bitch I'd rather smoke a hydro watch my cash flow
anyway
Call me Gangsta,Gangsta never f-ck me thank ya
If you ain't no man,wit' no cheese and some niggas who
knew me

(MC Mack)
Cm Mack contemplating,waiting for another bitch to
slip
I'm sippin' on the verve
That's where I stay try wit' those pistol grips
I never ever come up short
When it's time to jack a rudypoo
Just place the thangs up to his brain

(Gunshot sounds)
Bitch,I'm MC Mack,I close yo' shop
Trick you done found out
I'd rather go out like soldoer
Then even f-ck off wit' you cowards
Come up on me,run up on me
Nigga like you got some anna
Play that role like you so buck
And Kamikaze gonna find ya
They better remind ya

(Scanman)
Kamikaze start nigga
Why nigga
Don't play me nigga
I don't give f-ck nigga
Test if you wanna nigga
Slugs gonna hit ya nigga
Leave you in a gutter nigga
Police ain't gon' find me nigga
Cause I'm long gone nogga
Should've listen to me nigga
Told ya I'm a testin' nigga
We gon' leave you dead nigga
Called on by the Scanman
We be like whatever nigga
Whoop ya Kaizie style nigga
If you want us come get us
Come bring it to the camp nigga

(All)
Hypnotize C-A-M-P Posse-4x

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THREE SIX MAFIA Baby Mama

Şarkıcı: THREE SIX MAFIA
Albüm: Miscellaneous
(Yabancı Şarkı Sözleri), Lyrics:

[Chorus: Juicy J + LaChat]
[Juicy J]
It's my baby mama (yeanknow) I want child support
She get boyfriend checks, but I stay in court
It's my baby mama (yeanknow) she be ridin' Cady
And she always lookin' for sugar daddies
[LaChat]
It's my baby daddy (yeanknow) he be always broke
And he aint no good nothin', but a joke
It's my baby daddy (yeanknow) he just love to have it
He be cheatin' on me that's why I can't stand em'

[Verse 1: Juicy J]
Man this freak has got me stressin' in the court I must confessin'
Playas try to get that checkin' hoopa hickeys on yo' neckin'
In that jail I can't be stayin' and my g's you can't be cakin'
Child support can burn like torch when you get behind yo' payment
Hurr they go you send em' letters then they wanna come and get cha
Probably shoulda used a Jimmy probably shoulda neva' met her
Why you wanna try and impress me?
Always lyin' tryna' caress me

[LaChat]
All these so-called ballas want me boy I'm styled you know I'm se-y
I'm LaChat you see I'm swole got you waitin' at a tole
Betta' come break me off a fee keep yo' girl on yo' bankrole
See me switchin' blowin' out kisses dudes don't know what they be missin'
I'm the type of girl you need keep some cookin' in the kitchen
Bake yo' biscuits up from scratch get chu' sprung off my cat
But chu betta take care yo' kids Juvenile Court is where it's at
Where it's at?
Yeanknow? Cheese is missin' yean show
And that freak you shackin' wit' she too nice I'm mean though

[CHORUS]

[Verse 2: DJ Paul]
It's DJ P and brothas be out we just tryin' to be dawgs
But it's ok aint nann hoe gon' stop the way that we walk
We kickin' dis off in them dose' and when it's on they gon' run
And please believe when we come we gon' come like a nut cum
Down and dirty in these streets, rough and rugged on these freaks
Ridin' Cady Automatic man we got to keep that heat
Keep that heat for them streets cuz' man these streets be watchin' me
Memphis, Tenn. kick the chains and playas gotta kick the crease
The Vision 2 Juvenile Court is where they had yo' boy
Monthly payments I gotta pay, but I keep comin' short
Now that I'm payin child support and these courts got me runnin' mayn
Spendin' nights with these otha freaks house and all my dawgs mayn
Warrents for yo' boy arrest got me sweatin' from the stress
Gettin' drunk and high all night bout' to drive me to that white
Mayn if these boys want me they gon' really have to find me
Messin' off with these scally wag hoes they so grimey

[CHORUS]

[Verse 3: LaChat]
Why you playin?
Boy yo' baby need some shoes, boy yo' baby need some clothes
Need to try and pay yo' fees, why you out hurr playin' these hoes?
Aint no more for me and you, but this what they gotta do
With the seed we have concieved don't you know he's part of you?
I don't wanna hurr yo' mess talk to me bout' givin' checks
Put a judge up in my business what I want is what I get
Shoulda knownd it from the jump all that talk was just a front
Now you payin' for that lyin' see yo' ass in court next month

[Juicy J]
Pay you cheese I'll give you quarters I'll just wait for court to order
Mexico is where you'll find me somewhere round' the f-ckin' border
Hangin' with the finest women, walkin' wit' a gansta limpin'
Drinkin' on a case of DP, goody green you know we wit' it
I done hustled worth a job and broke some back there wasn't no stoppin'
You dun did the clubbin' hoppin' and them pills you kept on poppin'
Now I see why you be freakin' now I know why you be geekin'
If you wanna give me reason catch me in that playa season

[CHORUS]

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THREE SIX MAFIA Act Like You Know Me

Şarkıcı: THREE SIX MAFIA
Albüm: Miscellaneous
(Yabancı Şarkı Sözleri), Lyrics:

Album: When The Smoke Clears (2000)


[Chorus:]
There's some cowards in this thang, if you see em point em out (4X)
There's some cowards in the South, If you see em point em out (4X)

(Juicy J)
Act like you know me, when I tell that I'm from the North
Act like you know me, when I ask ya let me hit the shorts
Act like you know me, if I holla and front ya boy a ki
Act like you know me, when I'm on the track in evergreen
Act like you know me, when you see the platinum on my wrist
Act like you know me, when you know that I done took yo bitch
Act like you know me, if you know that I been husslin'
Act like you know me, rock for rock the record business man
Act like you know me, if I pull the strap and bring the pain
Act like you know me, if you see me on them twanky thangs
Act like you know me, when that fire shit is all we smoke
Act like you know me, if I tell ya nigga hit this dope
Act like you know me, when I'm winnin in this dice game
Act like you know me, if I tell yo' hoe dont touch the grain
Act like you know me, if I tell you niggas bring it on
Act like you know me, point'n in yo face a f-ckin tone

[Chorus]

(DJ Paul)
Act like you know me, cause I'm armed with guns and ready to bum
Act like you know me, cause I bring the war like Vietnam
Act like you know me, when you see me cruising were you lay
Act like you know me, cause with bitches I dont f-cking play
Act like you know me, cause I'm super serious with this evil
Act like you know me, in my Regal - chrome desert eagle
Act like you know me, I hate say it but when I'm on some blow
Act like you know, I turn gorilla might rape a hoe
Act like you know me, I'm from straight f-cking Black Hav.
Act like you know, that I bet that I blow that I aint afraid
Act like you know me, 'fore you say that on yo CD's
Act like you know, once before I caught you in the streets
Act like you know me, cause these bullets know no f-cking name
Act like you know, I brought you in and take you out this game
Act like you heard of Triple Six is bout some bigger bussiness
Act like you heard if it's a murder, you can be the witness

(Lord Infamous)
Act like you know me, when you got pounds of the green dough
Act like you know me, when you want to hit the ski slopes
Act like you know me, when you got gallons of alcohol
Act like you know me, when you braking down the bowling balls
Act like know me, when you got a load of freak hoes
Act like you know me, when you got the pearl to touch her toes
Act like you know me, when I tell you that my name is Lord
Act like you know me, when I tell you Lord will cut your cords

(Crunchy Black)
Act like you know me, cause you know I like to wear black
Act like you know me, cause you know I like to tote a gat
Act like you know me, cause you know I pop up on ya set
Act like you know me, cause you know I came to get it wet
Act like you know me, cause you know you got to call the cops
Act like you know me, cause you know the f-cking blocks hot
Act like you know me, cause you know I took yo f-cking spot
Act like you know me, act like you know me nigga, NOT

(Gangsta Boo)
Act like you know me, got you niggas saying I'm the shit
Act like you know me, when you see me with my f-ckin clique
Act like you know me, when I creep and sneek up in yo house
Act like you know me, when you hear, I done cleaned the house
Act lke you know me, when I'm block'n cruis'n who she be
Act like you know me nigga, Gangsta Boo BHZ
Act like you know me, yo I'm real I'm trill, whatever nigga
Act like you know me, I be crazy lady, know that nigga

[Chorus]

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THREE SIX MAFIA Hoes Can Be Like Niggas

Şarkıcı: THREE SIX MAFIA
Albüm: Miscellaneous
(Yabancı Şarkı Sözleri), Lyrics:

Album: Hypnotize Camp Posse (2000)

(Feat. Lil' Chat)


I'm sick and tried of coward bitches taking advantage of me
I told these hoes that I can't go I grip my crown three-eighty
I keep my distance from these bitches cause they are with that shit
Ain't got no choice these hoes be clicking
Lil' Chat can't f-ck with no bitch
I'd rather kick it by my lonely cause I'm all that I need
I'd rather kick it by my lonely cause I don't share my weed
You see most of these niggas
See they do not know
Gone call Lil Chat that come with flow that make you kick in them does
So most of you hoes that be trying to run dope
f-ck'em hong'em by the rope befoe I grab you in a chock
Tossing foties hold up shorty niggsa there ain't no love
Don't give a f-ck bout what you say and I don't play with that bud
I'm hitting a seven on my row cause you can't f-ck with a mac
If you f-ck up no hesitation I'm gone go get my gat
I got my block I slang my rocks
I'm now busting down them streets
That chick so hot my baby daddy got the vest watching me

[Chorus] x2

Hoes can be like niggas
And pull triggers mane
Jump up on a girlfriend
Dropping bodies in the river
I said
Hoes can be like niggas
And pull triggers mane
Jump up on a girlfriend
Dropping bodies in the river playa

My everyday race is different places
Yeah I'm about that chedder
When I got my glock my drank and smoke I'm guaranteed to feel better
A real true thug ass bumping slugs
Ain't got no hoe in my blood
These fake ass bitches throwing falses so I show them no love
Ol' shit tell my why these bitches be bringing me ana
They must don't know where I stay
So strapped on situations I handle
We could be feddy
I be ready to release out these sluggs
You pump your nuts its going down
Bitch you better be strapped up
Hoes you should think before you start
cause once you start I'm gone finish
I guarantee your so called niggas ain't gone want to get in it
Can't catch me slipping
You f-cked up I keep ny nine in my truck
They call me that phyco bitch that't leaving you dead on your porch
A bad ass bitch that's making sure
I'm teaching all hoes a lesson
Muthaf-ck a friend
I don't need no friend
My friend is spim'em west'in
Grab that skee mask off my dresser and that rifle to get ya
Just letting you know that I'm the bitch with no decision but kill ya

[Chorus] x2

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THREE SIX MAFIA Just Anotha Crazy Click

Şarkıcı: THREE SIX MAFIA
Albüm: Miscellaneous
(Yabancı Şarkı Sözleri), Lyrics:

Album: When The Smoke Clears (2000)

(Feat. Insance Clown Posse, Twiztid)


(Violent J's Intro)
I choke... nope... thats wack hold up.
I stab you with an umbrella,
then open it cause I'm sick like a diseased Ethiopean.
Alright Hold Up!!!! Wait a second listen!
I peel your cap back with a cannon ball,
I buck 'em all f-ck 'em all we standin' tall woooo....
Three 6 Mafia, Insane Clown Posse, and Twiztid!

(Juicy J)
We used to... We used to.... We used to rob for them petty things,
like a gold chain, know a muthaf-cka make it rain, now it's cocaine
If you see me on the dope train, I'm the dope man
Cigarettes in muh right hand, ready to make a stain
Old folks scared of eye-gain, at the window pane
they be lookin' wit a migraine
while I catch a drain and you know it's a f-ckin' shame
when you in this game tryin' to sell to a sprung lane
I control ya brain

(DJ Paul)
Now do muh niggas bust glocks f-ck wit us Big C
It's the buggaz? of the boat, bust a trick make 'em bleed
through his neck through his back nigga cover them hoes
ain't no mess goin' be workin' when you twirkin' with some pros
Automatic rep a carrier challange on the barrier, hang 'em in the closet
kidnap the treasurer, bandanas on our face we wilin' out like some cowboys
hoe we need the g's and I'm talkin like NOW BOYS!

[Chorus x2]

We just anotha crazy click
doin' whatever to get us wild when we pumped up
you ain't anotha bitch I ain't goin' lie, put ya guns up,
show 'em who really runnin' the streets with the calicos

(Monoxide Child)
We the click that don't play...
quik to rip ya head off and hand it to Violent J and bury it away
I'm on the spree killa for freak without a conscious
bitches we on a mission to bomb shit!
Twiztid, ICP, with the Triple Six Click
Hoes that pop lip, can eat a dick, or get ya neck slit
I'm havin' these memory relapses of bodies up in the caskets
with no heads Monoxide foolin' wit tha dead!

(Jamie Madrox)
We rollin' deep on the lawn with the psychopathic leathers on
you slingin' stones? so come bring it on
when gettin' drunk at ya funerals treat us like we criminals
we juggalo individuals!!!!!
We just anotha crazy click... ICP, Twiztid, Triple Six!
All up in this bitch and we runnin' shit
we doin' drive bys on all yall wit chain saws
here I come redefined, rugged and raw!

[Chorus ]

(Violent J)
We just anotha crazy click to f-ck around and bury ya
takin' care of ya we the scrarier tha malaria
I walk around your neighborhood like Frankenstein
chokin' anybody i find i'm takin' mine

(Shaggy 2 Dope)
Ya muthaf-ckas can't get near it, cause ya fear it
look in my glass eye, I'm sick like Lou Gherig
I don't know Judo but I go "Kheeya!"
I'll f-ck you up so bad a wheel chair couldn't see ya!

(Violent J)
Listen... You hear that slut?
That was me! pullin' this stick out ya butt!
I'm a juggalo serial killa instead screamin' f-ck ya'll
I stab bitches wit a chain saw!

(Shaggy 2 Dope)
We walk around countin' the rocks, beatin' scrubs up
and raidin' tin dogs face I throw the dubs up
we tearin' clubs up Down South Wit D

Three Six yall.... Twiztid, and I.C.P

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THREE SIX MAFIA Drive By

Şarkıcı: THREE SIX MAFIA
Albüm: Miscellaneous
(Yabancı Şarkı Sözleri), Lyrics:

Album: Hypnotize Camp Posse (2000)

(Feat. Project Pat)


[Chorus:] x2
Hit the weed
Pass the dough
Mask'em face
Hide the yo
Ride on up
Not too fast
Point the guns
Kill yo' ass

[1st verse]
I'm a North Memphis nigga
My nigga to my last days
And when I'm dead and I'm gone let the blunts blaze
See lifting weights in the pen got me toned up
But f-ck the signs
If ya step I hold my chrome up
Don't give a f-ck
'Bout them niggas that you hangin' wit'
I'm rollin' up
Let this tech start sangin' bitch
I never quit til' you violators take a nap
Pop in yo' car
Blew yo' brains in yo' potnah's lap
I know ya strapped
But you cowards like to play hard
But knowing that you don't wanna catch
A murder charge
See niggas like to get full of dat weed and liquor
You snort a line in yo' mind
Now youse a killa
So pull the trigger so
We can let the dice roll
Dem hollow tips in yo' shit'll leave a nice hole
It's Project Pat on the track wit' the dope cookin'
And where I'm from
Grown men don't take no ass whoopins

[Chorus] x2

[2nd verse ]
Not only weak niggas like to start bullshitta
But in the street couple hollow points will hit ya
I'm watching out for you ones that are sheisty
I'm low on cheese so I might pull a heisty
I know you punk motherf-ckers wanna test me
Because yo' bitch like to bow down and bless me
Don't give a damn get yo' mama house shot up
And have her stiff like some crack that's been rocked up
You f-cked up and now you gotta pay the cost
Cause youse a hoe
And I'm the motherf-cking boss
Automatic when I aim you say bye-bye
Yo' family sad you got killed in a drive-by
And to you ones that be talking all that yang,yang
What you gon' do
When that thang's in ya face man
It's Project Pat wit' that 12 guage strapped ya'll
I blow yo' chest out yo' motherf-cking back dawg

[Chorus] x4

[Pat starts talking over chorus til end ]

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THREE SIX MAFIA Big Mouth, Big Talk

Şarkıcı: THREE SIX MAFIA
Albüm: Miscellaneous
(Yabancı Şarkı Sözleri), Lyrics:

Album: Hypnotize Camp Posse (2000)


[Chorus]
What's up, big mouth, big talk, big game
Teacher pet, taking aim, pump the tech, I'm taiking aim

(Pastor Troy)
Triple six 99 a bitch but f-ck it
Creep up on them pussy niggaz hit the lights and the button
Don't you love it shit Pastor Troy DSGB
I represent it with my nigga from what (Tennessee)
The enemy of the state I'm keeping nothing but weight
I top grind on these niggaz quit actin like it's straight
And niggaz fake but I tell them niggaz f-ck ya'll
I dump your pussy ass and flip it with my nigga Paul
Who can you conversation you see me pacing
And you can run and run but I'll be waiting
And you can bet I represent it for the southeast
Until death on the motherf-cking beat triple six

[Chorus] 4x

(Pastor Troy)
I started rolling at the early age I heard it paid
So I made an investment, all my money was spent on buying drugs
And giving hugs to broads checking for bud
Because I'm dodging the law
I never saw and may I kept a kind the rest was raw
I had a proper ass (?)
I stole the show I didn't know I'd be judged
That's on the low and Pastor Troy praise God
Cause I concealed and my intentions to spill who ever will
Please step up and be killed
Don't think I'm real just to show that blood is red
Ain't no way till you finished just 16 shots in ya head
Ya'll scared

[Chorus] 4x

(T-Rock)
In the land of ATL, run shelves, crack sells for clientele
Brutally your head swell all who oppose get sent to hell
Midrange make ways to stay paid with AK's
Sin folks reload or enter heavy scapeways
We probably get robberies wit 12 gauge technology
So I kill blood spill I show no local modesty
Drop em G pay a fee doing combat killing enemies
Shot heads with infa reds so much death f-ck a injury
I specialize and funeralize all the guys my clique despise
Full clip busted in between your eyes symbolize that its surely mine
When I bust my shells hoe leave you stuck like velcro
Throwing blows and elbows them tie that trick to

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THREE SIX MAFIA Jus Like Us

Şarkıcı: THREE SIX MAFIA
Albüm: Miscellaneous
(Yabancı Şarkı Sözleri), Lyrics:

Album: When The Smoke Clears (2000)


Yeah, run bitch. Run hoe! Ya nice motherf-ckas!
Y'all jealous ass bitches!
You know what I'ma call y'all? Some Jello niggas.
Cuz y'all jealous of us, bitch.
Every motherf-cker in our camp ridin clean, nigga.
Y'all know the motherf-ckin score.
And this one right here is dedicated to you [censor beep].
It's dedicated to you, nigga.

[Chorus: ]
They wanna dress like
Wanna sound like
Wanna be like
Ride like Get high like
Make cheese like
The motherf-ckin Three 6, bitch you got a problem wit em?
The motherf-ckin Three 6, hoe you got a problem wit em?

(Lord Infamous)
I'm from the part of Tennessee called SPV, Spray Pesty Varments
Catch ya busta boy, I beat em; blow em up outta his dorments
Punk ass niggas be tryin ta stick a light up under me, like some ornaments
Don't make me grab the case that's fulla the weapons and hand ya ?the bombing?
Bitch ya killin me, besta be eatin some porridge, you got some courage
Punk motherf-cker don't make me go get that there uzi up under the storage
Bitches, bloody Satan waiting ???
Armageddon soldiers comin to ???

(Crunchy Black)
You trying to be like me, you can't be like me
It's hard ta be me, like them stunts on TV, g
You see me, hustlin, workin my muscle-in
Puttin my 2 cents where it can be trusted-n
You musta been a silly fool
Thinkin you could wear my shoes, damn fool
I walked a mile, I hauked em down
I understand now, why everybody don't wanna frown

[Chorus x2]

(DJ Paul)
1 thousand: Your kid kidnapped and f-cked in the mouth
2 g's: Wife never seen again, but nothin to brag about
3 thousand: Car blown up, house burnt to the ground
4 g's: Run up in ya weak ass show, lettin off rounds
5 thousand: Best friend found naked and decapitated
6 g's: Yo broke ass barried alive cuz yo ass hated
7 g's: He ain't even workin on killin, nigga myself dead
Catch em in tha haven put somethin hot up in his head

(Juicy J)
I'm real from the junt (junt)
Never was a punk (punk)
North Memphis bound bitch, buck ass hell and crunk (crunk)
You might catch me deep (deep)
On your f-ckin street (street)
Buckin wit the tech-9, sweep you off yo feet (feet)
Drankin on that liquour (liquor)
Chillin wit my niggas (niggas)
Hangin on the corner, wit a f-ckin rusty pistol (pistol)
Step up to me hoe (hoe)
When you on that blow (blow)
I'ma (gunshots: pop pop pop, pop) till you hit tha flo (flo)

[Chorus x2]

(Koopsta Knicca)
Ahhhhh!
Please don't test the wrist or steel this
Waitin for she tell, pop, every style mystic
Pimp shit, hits never miss those red
Settin you a miss, when I spray the AK
Plus I flex-a hella gay, will you catch a boy?
Ever since a boy, always had black toy
So we ain't goin out, no punk, I'm knockin out y'all
Dead body, froze, ?hard puss in my jaw?

(Gangsta Boo)
Well all them hoes that used to be down with me
I signed a deal, made some money, now you bitches downin me?
Bitches tryin ta blast at me,
or am I dreamin the motherf-ckers be after me?
Why you tryin ta be like me? You labelled as a wanna-be.
You ghetto hoes, you need to read a bonus Gangsta Boo
Cuz you might find a tip, bitch, that can help you.
I'm a down chick
Niggas be wantin ta crown chick
Stay around chick
Whenever, however, it's goin down, bitch.

[Chorus x2]

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THREE SIX MAFIA Dis Bitch, Dat Hoe

Şarkıcı: THREE SIX MAFIA
Albüm: Miscellaneous
(Yabancı Şarkı Sözleri), Lyrics:

Album: Choices


[Hook]
Dis, dis, d-dis, dis, dis, d-dis
Dis, dis, dis, d-dis, dis, dis, d-dis
Dis bitch, dat hoe, hoe let me see ya pussy
Dis bitch, dat hoe, hoe let me see ya pussy
Dis bitch, dat hoe, hoe let me see ya pussy
Hoe, soakin' f-ckin' wet
Hoe, soakin' f-ckin' wet
Dis bitch, dat hoe, hoe let me see ya pussy
Dis bitch, dat hoe, hoe let me see ya pussy
Dis bitch, dat hoe, hoe let me see ya pussy
Hoe, soakin' f-ckin' wet
Hoe, soakin' f-ckin' wet

(Project Pat)
Project Pat is in this mothaf-cka, I know niggas hate
I know niggas wanna see me some where starvin' for a plate
Cause they bitches like to talk about us like they lick our balls
I don't never call that hoe and she love my dirty draws
I'm a North Memphis pimp so you better recognize
Let cha' hoe suck my dick while I'm lookin' in her eyes
I know y'all be tellin' lies, lyin' on ya dick ain't real
Nigga say he f-cked my bitch and he couldn't wait to steal
But it's all to the goody though cause she payin' me
Free f-ck for a hoody hoe, never playin' me
To the curb with my Thunderbird while I'm smokin' herb
In the tub, playa rub-a-dub I just say the word
And her pussy'll open up like a says me
I'm the first in the hood to f-ck so ya praise me
Off this bitch, I'ma check her butt, I ain't lazy
Made a housewife from a slut, is ya crazy

[Hook]

Dis bitch, dat hoe, hoe let me see ya pussy
Dis bitch, dat hoe, hoe let me see ya pussy
Dis bitch, dat hoe, hoe let me see ya pussy
Hoe, soakin' f-ckin' wet
Hoe, soakin' f-ckin' wet
Dis, dis, d-dis, dis, dis, d-dis
Dis, dis, dis, d-dis, dis, dis, d-dis

(Ludacris)
Dis bitch, dat hoe, hoe let me see that pussy biiiiitch
Come through with a donation that'll make you riiiiich
Bigger lips on a pussy, let me see it blow a kiiiiiss
In the back with the yac now they blowin' on Ludacriiiiis
I can see it in her eeeeeyes
Gave me the pussy for a burger and some friiiiies
And they always wonder whyyyyy
Cause I put em' in a room and get em' so f-ckin' hiiiiigh
Luda, I'm so true to smokin' that stanky buddha
My panky shinin' with diamonds, my index on a Ruger
I wet these hoes in they seat so just call me Freddy Kruger
The Boogie Man, oogie, woogie, give me that oogah, boogah
You can't deny it, no passin' by it, you gotta try it
I'm number one, public enemy power gotta fight it
I got my gun and my identity started a f-ckin' riot
We havin' fun, it's some Siminese pussy, like it, buy it

[Hook]

Dis bitch, dat hoe, hoe let me see ya pussy
Dis bitch, dat hoe, hoe let me see ya pussy
Dis bitch, dat hoe, hoe let me see ya pussy
Hoe, soakin' f-ckin' wet
Hoe, soakin' f-ckin' wet
Dis bitch, dat hoe, hoe let me see ya pussy
Dis bitch, dat hoe, hoe let me see ya pussy
Dis bitch, dat hoe, hoe let me see ya pussy
Hoe, soakin' f-ckin' wet
Hoe, soakin' f-ckin' wet

(Project Pat)
You can get a room on ya free time, now that we alone
Tell that buster quit callin' you, turn off ya phone
It's the big dick monster, from the back puncher
Bang, bang, skeet, skeet, pull it out launcher
Juicy, juicy, fat, fat, cum run down ya crack
Man f-ck a towel, I'ma let it shoot on her back
Ridin' Lac with the tv's, find a prostitute
Missy got this with ya bank, I'm gon' f-ck with chu'
All in pursuit for a bitch with low self-esteem
(Man she say her pimp is a bitch), bitch what the f-ck you mean
It could seem like I ain't strapped but it's in the holster
2-0-1 a revolvin' door or a roller coaster
Gettin' most of the game from these motherf-ckin' jail walls
Hoes can't resist on these streets, hoes kissin' balls
Breakin' pimp laws, bitch that'll get cha' pimp smacked
You ain't got no cheese, oh that'll get cha' head cracked

(Repeated to fade)
Dis bitch, dat hoe, hoe

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