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Текст песни Three 6 Mafia - Stomp

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Was this in them treesThese are the thingsThey held me visionSeein` more thingsMe and DJ PaulWe got the hook offWe gon` steeWe gon` play socidal to go slappin` through thy windowSomethin`s creepin` up slowIt was a LodusRead about a hoeSome sippin` on the womenWho gon` want to cross my fules, attentionNot only was you weakNeed another nigga drivin`I stop the carSaid do you want to buck em`Rough KoopstaShirt I knew your hurtTake the bridge backTake a bag with them slugsSentence see your gone sonDevils in your ChrisIt`s the coulda me dree z`sKoopsta got em` steeMake prophet meSee that`s what you get for talkin` shitTrick I drop you in the splunderCut you up like Jerry Springer biatchCome, come who the fuckThey want some Niggas want to jump, jumpGet`cha make ya pump, PaulStill gon` miss ya bump, bumpOff a nigga fakin`Goin` to a richin`Bitches turn to shakenMafioso rule byAnd he will act a foolwhen he don`t give a damnIf your fuckin` red or blue boyCouldn`t buy the wet slideGoin` on this best lideLord Infamous done with tightWhen me gotta get mineYou know what I wantBut do Koopsta gets itStorm on this bitchLike some new used confettiAstronomical Triple 6Writes space on top of astroidsComin` to rip up the shoreWe killin` the foolSo act a fool boyChorus x4Stomp motherfucker, stomp motherfucker, stomp(lay at, move his ass down to the pump)How long gon` go deepIn the NorthWhen niggas stay drunkAnd smoke on your portchFrom on my streetsWit all only peepsI used to scratchAnd throw down beatsI made a mixWith real deep bassThe noise I had to be slangin` tapesDJ in this shit try to make that shitTone be speakers that stack they cratesStudio 9 was the place to beWhere all jocks were tryin` to getThe chance get on the tapeBein` a foolKeep tryin` i`m not goin` to quitThe club was packed from wall to wallThe gangsta walk is what we callWhn niggas are buckin`I`m still gonna danceThe third a foolLet`s look if allWe took the club And show no loveJust throw in our faceAnd gettin` refundsThey might wanna fightLater on the nightCause Memphis playas don`t give a fuckSecurity junkWe smack the punksFor throwin` us outFor smokin` a bluntThe number ones onIt just cam onAnd now it`s time to fuckin` stompJuicy`s in the motherfuckin` houseIt`s the peel yoMotherfuckin` stand backIt`s they fuckin` steeloOn your fuckin` assWe can`t fuckin` bragCause we comin` upRobbers on my assShould I blastCause they runnin` upMaybe it`s my premadin`No present turn to yoWith the sayin`Saw your nineBoy I call that kick doorI stick thoseBitches in my trunkAnd now we back to my hoodDon`t want the left they die yetBut he wishin` he wouldWasn`t in the moodFor this bunk shitBut these niggas had to creepThat boy they stupidI sit, I leave these hoes for a permanent sleepAnd now we out the clubWe gotta get em` upTriple 6 and Prophet PosseYa`ll know we make em` stompChorus x4

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