Lyrics:
get da rod
She nice in da night. Freak in da dark
That nigga tweakin. He off a bar
Dem pigs is bitches. Fuck da law
They tryna put niggas behind da
And even the gringos
Yo, check it one for Charlie Hustle, two for Steady Rock
Three for the forth-coming live future shock
It's five dimensions, six
It's going down going down
Three 6 Mafia mafia
Project Pat y’all know the business
Imma tell you motherfuckers something man
Some real shit tell 'em
got some fire big thing three for fifties
I'm bagging up twats fuck them laws.
We having a party in the back with some finkies (wha)
they keep passing
Karl Wolf Juicy J Three 6 Mafia
It's going down
UGP
Let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go
Ooh
Hey
Ooh
Hey
Ooh
Hey
Ooh
My ear is
break da law,
(run da red light) drivin' illeagal, in a nice ol' school, flow like dead people, I park where I can, hit button make my do's pop, rimz go
Paint wet, day say my
Trunk sound like thunda, break da law,
(run da red light) drivin' illeagal, in a nice ol' school, flow like dead people, I park
your compass throw you way off course
We buildin from ground up startin from ground zero
Mafia on da see the name upon the mirror
Durable physically
to crash da clubs, throw some chairs break some'in
[Verse Three: Lil Wyte]
I'm bout to crash, the clubs break da law
Throw some chairs, crack your jaw
If
Yeah, ninety-six, for my Nordstrom Ave niggas
My Fulton Street niggas (hardcore for ninety-six)
Dangerous MC's
Uhh (check it out) uhh
Diamonds
Yeah, ninety-six, for my Nordstrom Ave niggas
My Fulton Street niggas (hardcore for ninety-six)
Dangerous MC's
Uhh (check it out) uhh
Diamonds
wet,day say my
Trunk sound like thunda, break da law,(run da red light)
Drivin' illeagal, in a nice ol' school, flow like dead people, I park where I
to that death and, don't ask why
Cause the "Mafia" is P-you-S-S-why
And I'm more nigga than them bitch-ass guys
Cause they took the stand, on the D.A.'s
to that death and, don't ask why
Cause the "Mafia" is P-you-S-S-why
And I'm more nigga than them bitch-ass guys
Cause they took the stand, on the D.A.'s
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
Oh oh
Attention
Attention
We're comin on in from the deep end
How bout we mention the sort of wreck we're in
And by the way, this bouta be out their
was originally
Scheduled to be released last
Year, but it was pushed back
By Meek's label, Atlantic
After he was sentenced to
Six months in prison
(He
[Royce Da 5'9"]
(Yeah) So you talkin about me so you can get known
'Til the .9's is out flyin out with the split bones
I learned you just talkin,
gunnin with the Three 6
40 Cal in my draws runnin from them laws
A clip is rolled in my sock
Im hoping that I don't fall
I'm certainly hittin corners,
can fuck a bad bitch
Quicker then you can count to six, (one, two, three, four, five, six) she hit
I don't play, I lay laws, you my size? I break jaws
can fuck a bad bitch
Quicker then you can count to 6, (1-2-3-4-5-6) she hit
I don't play, I lay laws you my size I break jaws
I get disrespected
can fuck a bad bitch
Quicker then you can count to six, (one, two, three, four, five, six) she hit
I don't play, I lay laws, you my size? I break jaws
your compass throw you way off course
We buildin from ground up startin from ground zero
Mafia on da see the name upon the mirror
Durable physically
lil' boys
I was bustin' 7'6'2's
when you was playin' with toys
[Transformers sample, followed by insane laughter]
G.I Joe, motherfucka you like
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