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Three 6 Mafia( THREE SIX MAFIA )
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Yeah I Rob
Lyricist:Paul Beauregard, Darnell Carlton, Ricky Dunigan, Jordan Houston, D Pears, P Slayton
Yeah, Mafia, Three 6 Mafia This is for you muthafuckin' hoes in the muthafuckin' club Runnin' round here clownin', frownin', muggin' Like y'all some muthafuckin' gangstas Nigga y'all some muthafucking hoes A nigga know you from the hood nigga And we gon' show us really real nigga, for real for real bitch
Yeah, I rob, yeah I steal Yeah, I'll put ya body in a field Now here I go bitch nigga, fuck wit' me (Fuck wit' me) Now here I go bitch nigga, fuck wit' me (Fuck wit' me)
Yeah, I rob, yeah I steal Yeah, I'll put ya body in a field Now here I go bitch nigga, fuck wit' me (Fuck wit' me) Now here I go bitch nigga, fuck wit' me (Fuck wit' me)
Now Three 6 we representin' thugs we reppin' for the gangs And the niggaz using drugs We reppin' for the gangsta ass gals in the club We reppin' for the head bussaz keepin' mean mugs
I'ma keep me a slug for 1 of you fakers I got 100 rounds its 100 imitators So many wannabes folks wit' beefs in the industry Niggaz claimin' killa but they scared of these fuckin' streets believe
Walk up in the club like a thug get yo ass kicked Step up off in the parkin' lot and leave in a casket Actin' like a scary bitch you gigglin' and laughin' Let me hit that fuckin' weed hurry up and pass it
Yeah, they call me Juicy J the Three 6 Mafia bandit Gotta ride on 24s or somethin' wit' a candy Pounds of dat weed, yeah, a nigga keep it handy A real bad bitch and a 5th of dat brandy
Yeah, I rob, yeah I steal Yeah, I'll put ya body in a field Now here I go bitch nigga, fuck wit' me (Fuck wit' me) Now here I go bitch nigga, fuck wit' me (Fuck wit' me)
Yeah, I rob, yeah I steal Yeah, I'll put ya body in a field Now here I go bitch nigga, fuck wit' me (Fuck wit' me) Now here I go bitch nigga, fuck wit' me (Fuck wit' me) Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
Now when I pull up at the club I'm lookin' so clean 77 cut dogg painted lime green The hoes got quiet when I pull up on the scene For all you ugly ass hoes I gotta fake wedding ring
Today I'm married and my wife don't play So if you want me to cheat ugly bitck you gotta pay It's gon' cost 1000 dallars if you wanna see me play I'll fuck you sideways 'bout 30 minutes straight
Then clean off my dick 'cuz a gotta kill the smell out Holla at ya later I got mo dick to sell I got mo pussies to swell And mo dreams to tell and tell ya old man I ain't goin' back to jail
I'm the last Mr. Bigg and I always keep it real I'ma Alabama nigga representin' mo beer And I live in the mall I stay dressed to kill And I got so many diamonds it don't even look real nigga
I got 6 different ways to kill ya showty Got 6 different spots to put ya body Got 6 different ways to cut ya up And I even got 6 niggaz in it ya bro
Now how the fuck niggaz gon' talk that stuff When niggaz like us come shoot the club up And if you keep talkin' we gon' make you what You bitch ass niggaz gon' catch that cut
Back up in the club, dalla on swole Sippin' on AOs residue in my nose In dat bitch 12 deep, freak bitches in my fleet Hoe quit actin' like you neva seen a nigga on TV
Got my UZI and my face in a bird like Fontana I prey one of you bitches try step to me with Ana (Blah) I parent Memphis shit, Lord the livin' legend Still makin' niggaz drop like 3 time felons
Yeah, I rob, yeah I steal Yeah, I'll put ya body in a field Now here I go bitch nigga, fuck wit' me (Fuck wit' me) Now here I go bitch nigga, fuck wit' me (Fuck wit' me)
Yeah, I rob, yeah I steal Yeah, I'll put ya body in a field Now here I go bitch nigga, fuck wit' me (Fuck wit' me) Now here I go bitch nigga, fuck wit' me (Fuck wit' me)
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