[Intro] Yeah, Three 6 Ma-fi-AH! Say whaaaat? Three 6 Ma-fi-AH! It's goin down Y'all know what time it is We ain't playin wit'cha In the club, in the street
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'em I ain't bullshittin' (DJ Paul) Bitches when we see ya we gonna get'cha We cockin' 45's to yo temple Let the bullet hit'cha We ain't gonna stop Mark
you dodge Cause it's only gonna be Murder murder on my mind Leavin' blank in the pass When you drop that fuckin' glass Manne I bet'cha I kill yo ass Nigga
on the rise On top of the world Just a looking down and laughing at'cha I never be bothered like 2pac I ain't mad at'cha So baby beware This game of
[Intro - DJ Paul] Yeaaaaaaaaahhhhh! Hypnotize Minds! Three 6 Mafia! It's goin' down (Goin' down) We da reason why they got them V.I.P's in the club! Ya
female You in I see you lookin' When I'm packin' yo' nigga you know the taste At the S it's 99 You serve me with cha' face nigga You know we did it
the cross We done gotcha in the motherfuckin' scope, we done shot cha We get more wilder than a chicken with his head cut off Three 6 Mafia hypnotizin
cha We ain't playin' wit cha Step yo ass up What chu wanna do Get yo ass knocked down What chu wanna do Get ready What chu wanna do Three six mafia...
up there, up there Where we wanna be iz up there, up there Lost in smokin' mighty reefer Nigga jus' like Colt 45 it works every time Me and Three 6 Mafia
Hook: (8x) money money weed blow pimpin pimpin lots of hoes French Montana:verse 1 When my nigga's come get'cha Everybody running witcha I hit'cha
fuck with my cocked 3 time [dj paul] Nigga, nigga, it's the tear da club up thugs with the gangsta boo >from three 6 mafia, mafia now what'cha you
come, I'm comin' for you So you better ask some-mothafuckin-body For the 9-8, until 2 g's nigga I'm takin' over You understand this type of shit Three 6 mafia
last week but when im in a whip i stain the leak ya know how we get down this yo boy doe holla at me fam. [Juicy J - Verse 2] The Three 6 is back so
upside ya head wit an elbow Try to stop Trillville and Three 6, Hell no [Lil' Wyte] I know by now someone told you about the cracker in Memphis Three 6
need to shave my nigga. Ah my fault, I mean with tha grey hat. Get yo muthafuckin shave man. Yo whats goin down? Kings of Memhpis (yeah) Triple 6 Mafia
just a young ass nigga with glock in hand Every time ya see me in the streets I ain't rollin' deep Cold fuckin' plastic on the seats, don't cha' fuck
when its game time Though you gone dog you spirit still wit us For the clueless we just clearin the picture And we airin them niggaz Ridin hard 'til we bury them wit'cha