Текст песни Three 6 Mafia - Slippin
Three 6 Mafia - Slippin слова песни
Chorus x3Evertime I see you slippin`I go and reach for my mac 10Victims of my devils playground(Koopsta Knicca)Damn I`m about to bust a cap up in these tricksChrisI`m thinkin` deadly and I`m scopin` with that infarredKickin` it with the hardest clickLeavin` bodies rottin` up in them ditchesMan what`s done if my tongue hits like a ton of brizicksKoops not concernedI let you burn and burn and burnEverything in the prophecy has been demonically readSo I learnedDeep in the morgueLie corps in the quaterasThey wanna face in a line of orderCan you place this shitWhen you crawled up on the red manYou bounce set up in this bitchSittin` man and thinkin`Though my dreams I hear little kids screaminPoor preachers I waited for hangin`Which got me like bored in the psycho ward like dailyThe 6-6-6 mystery manIs takin` me straight to insanityCould it be a dimension of witches that bring out voicesThat issue more tragediesThe seas of criesWill soon be turningYour fuckin` life overLeft the priest and island bleeding of four leaf cloverThen I crinkle enough of these slugs?? I`d rather be mugged to drink up a pint of his bloodChorus x1______________________________________________________Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com