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Three 6 Mafia

Live By Yo Rep (B.O.N.E. Dis)

  rap  hip-hop  dirty south  southern rap  hip hop
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-(Talking)-Man it’s cold’n a muthafucka, I wish I had some ole funkdafied...-This is ??? Shalonda, Bone Magazine, here interviewing the Triple 6Mafia from Memphis, who has a unique quality of rap style, what wouldyou do if someone tried to duplicate your ideas?[Lord Infamous]Well, I shall take 1000 razor blades and press them in the fleshTake my pitchfork out the fire, soak it in their chestThrough the ribs, spines, charcoal the muscle tissueAnd send what’s left back to yo mammyCause that bitch might miss youBut first, I want to slowly pull off all your skinGet grease and boil it hot pour it on you and your dead friendI probably outta be not be so horribly slaughtering the bodyI am so naughty because I am moderately in to photographyFollowing through the autopsyBut man, fuck it, pour some acid on them, tooThat’s what I would do, Skinny Pimp what would you do?[Skinny Pimp]Just look into the eyes of the maskSlangin my AK to knock out my enemiesFear of the razor, da blast, he done passedLeavin no trace of the evidenceBodies sit in box chopped up in piecesHis soul done rose, I placed them tubes up under my mattressMy conscience is black and it’s strangeCause I murdered a bitch, and the Devil just rushin my timeWith this 9 in my hand causin death when you sleepIn the casket I make you no killas in mindPullin a jack, reach me that cheese, make a stupid moveNigga ya bleedBustin 17, please don’t scream, don’t runEither long range street sweepNever ever run from the buckshots, bust em at ya backWhen I’m full of yak, ain’t no clueIn 2 deep, you sneak, we creep, Juiceman, what would you do?[Juicy J]First a nigga looked in the white pages for this bitchMafia-style nigga cause you don’t know who ya fuckin itCalled him at his fuckin home, minimum breathin on the phoneWarnin sign to let you know I’m comin so you better be goneWether ya run I be stoppin ya, with the 2 9s I be poppin yaWitness a nigga from North Memphis of the Triple 6 Mafia2 killas at yo front door, 3 killas at yo back doorThese hoes peeked through the curtainsAnd saw them gats pointed at the windowNothin but destruction after we touched emMan I thought you knewThat’s what I would do, Gangsta Boo what would you do?[Gangsta Boo]Think about a master plan on how to buck them bitches deadGangsta Boo the Devil’s Daughter comin with the livin deadYes I’m so so crazy, so so scandalous, I will hurt you bitchTorture your body with nothin but fireThen I calmly shoot you bitchBlast you in yo head make sure you deadCause I don’t want you to liveMy words of wisdom: The weaker the victim the bigger the thrillThe Triple 6 Mafia do not feel sorry for none of you dirty hoesWe full of that weed so we proceed to take your fuckin soulIt’s not a problem when I buck you bitch, I do it smoothThat’s what the Devil’s Daughter do, now Fly what would you do?[Playa Fly]Clizick with the real Triple 6 niggaz for yo deathAin’t no shame up in my game, as you take your last breathSix niggaz trill, ready to kill, bustas, suckas jumpPull a fucked up clickin on you niggas, Fly gon ball, you punkTo you fuckin imitators, watch yo ass fuckin clickBite a Playa’s style and slip, soon you will be stackin, bitchFly gon bring them body bags, Lord you touch the fuckin shovelDig it deep and bury that bitchLay em down there with the DevilBusta numb, red rum, Mr. I-B-N, foolOh that’s what the Fly would do, now Killaman what would you do?[D.J. Paul]First I hit up Crunchy, and I get full of that Holy GhostThe Devil’s already in me so I ain’t gotta go too far to locYou fucked up with the wrong clickSo your murder’s all on my mindPlus Satan’s inside, put my hand to this plastic 9Burrnin from the aim, my glock knows moreEvery blink of the eyeBut before it’s all over, you’ll have 2 ?Loogers?In your weak thighFall on to your kness, now it’s time for you to ‘fessMy fist full of fire, I punch a hole straight through yo chestSo any trick that wanna bite of this, everything, it’s coolYou heard what I would do, and the Triple 6 whole fuckin crewChorus (4x): Nigga, live by yo rep cause we ain’t takin shit When I blast on yo ass, I’m gon empty this clip[Lord Infamous]See we can’t tolerate no nigga that is LayzieBroke out the blender and I made some Krayzie gravyIt’s Eazy, and when it was time to get BizzyDon’t break, you can Wish, but You can’t escapeBecause we crave dead FleshTriple 6 bitch, easily you can be next-Yeah, bitch, the Triple 6 Mafia, breakin muthafuckin bones like itain’t shit, for the 9 nickel, beeyaaaaaatch!-(Talking)

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