Текст песни Three 6 Mafia - Knock Tha Black Off Yo Ass
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Текст песни Three 6 Mafia - Knock Tha Black Off Yo Ass
(featuring Project Pat)[Hook 2x]It ain't no bitch in my blood nigga its nothing but thug[2x]I'll knock tha black off yo ass[4x][Project Pat] ({North North} repeated throughout verse)The main nigga on the block where it's hot talking shit( )I be the main motherfucker somewhere dead in a ditchBullet lead to his broke leg two off in his headWas he scared then hit the man 'cause of what he saidCopastead I be copastatic means I'm to the goodCopper lead in my automatic when I'm in your 'hoodWish you would try to flex dog pistol in my drawersHollywood North Memphis dog motherfuck the lawsKept it real from the jump street still lookin' up to meOut your grill bustin' wit' the heat off of the concreteBlow your toes bloody out your nose got the body coldGuy's will roll you to hospital full of hollow holesCheck 'em in with a sheisty grin you get out this cabYou gon' hand me some damn ends break yourself for dadDoin' bad but I'm not for long my nigga it's onWhen I shoot with this fuckin' tone you is gon' be gone[Hook 2x][Juicy J] ({North North} Repeated throughtout verse)(Mmmhmm)10 g's will get your ass blown offHave your mama boohooin' and your daddy and your mother in law(mmmhmmm)20 g's will get your ass chopped upBy some rendevue barbecue tips we don't give a fuck(mmmhmm)30 g's will get you thrown in a riverSplittin' wit' your nigga he'd probably ride wit' her(mmhmm)50 g's will get you cold taken outNiggaz mention your name they say "Man we don't know what you talkin''bout"(mmmhmm)You can get your ass pistolwhipped with a nine or a .45 or a henny dipWe fight dirty till we die nigga get your throat slitThen we stomp you to the ground and then we throw your arm a clipWe don't give a fuck[Hook 2x][Crunchy Black]You can talk about this you can talk about thatBut if I catch you talkin' I'ma beat you wit' a batDo you something wrong nigga how you like thatI thought I saw a puttycat I thought I saw a catPeepin' my goods try'na see my stashBut if I catch you peepin' nigga that's your assYou the type of nigga that'll keep coming backSo I'ma gon' kill you leave you dead where you at[DJ Paul]I think they better call Bush 'cause it's a national disasterWhen I unleash my pistolgrip BushmasterRing the alarm I got double charms100 round spinnin' you can't hide you can't runI'm a sniper ridin' in a blue ChevyA trunk full of guns man you hoes ain't readyKill a bitch like Freddy in the beddy in pajamasIn the middle of the night wake him up to red sights(Blaoow!)[Hook 2x]