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Three 6 Mafia

Walk Up 2 Yo House

  rap  hip-hop  dirty south  southern rap  hip hop
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Текст песни Three 6 Mafia - Walk Up 2 Yo House

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Yeah, you stand the third houseRight beside the one with the gate(??)I`m gonna walk over there and knock on his door(??)*knock*Nigga this is the heaven partyNigga we got your tests backYou partyin` hoeChorus x8Walk up to your houseKnock on your doorAnd blow your ass off(Juicy J)Late last night lyin` in the bedEyes redThinkin` should I get these hoesThinkin` should get these hoesThinkin` should I but they headShould a nigga plan a hitOr grab my pistol grip and take care my businessCause they don`t know who they fuckin` withCall my nigga Project Pat cause I know he got my backFruck writin` rhymesThis is real shit not a trackCamouflage in the dark for the ones who act hardThe devil on my left sideThe other side I`m GodWhy do niggas talk shitNever tryin` to stick togetherMurder in the city streetsMake you fools feel betterSo I just walk in a paceThinkin` of a case to get a bitch erasedChrome to your fuckin` faceThis an`t no game niggaMy finger is on the triggerYour time is runnin` outMy conscious say I gotta get em`Is there a way that a nigga can escapre from hellI fuck em` up with the mosberg buckshellBitchChorus x4(Gangsta Boo)Once I step up to your doorI`m lettin` all you bitches knowPoint blank range to your skullNo love in me hoeOnce I get that shitThat plan in my head is to get richerSittin` back countin` motzerella cheeseThat`s the pictureWhat`s up, do you wanna comeAnd compete against this ladyThis lady stayin` scandelousI`m talkin` bout` crazyComin` like the NAZIKickin` in the doors for your shitNever ever hesitateStay about my profits bitchI don`t give a fuck aboutWhat you sayin` the police knowThey don`t really know meAll them folk is Jane DoeComin` to your soonSo beware of this gangsta shitEnough has been saidGot you scared so I`m endin` this(Koopsta Knicca)See I done built me a two story house up on a rockI done slept in the darkAnd my clothes since a clock get my pocket full nalvyBitch, count my head and senseI got that whole wide world in my handSpin that ten as a trill rockStill for that billHard to kill motherfuckerKoopsta mentally illStill (??) in my face and bitch best not say shitI`m yelling quick, quick, quick, quick, quick, quickQuick, quick , quick hold all my powerStayin` blastin` bitch dip into a crystal rubThat tough I`ve been seen his face, face thinkin` niggaFest for he wishes than just vanityIn my pit with the deadlock on bitch and I`m peekin` nowThem niggas bustin` all over the whole ceilin`Chorus x2(Lord Infamous)Checkin` us out while tap on the doorKickin` them down hit the floorInnocent victims are shuttin` their doorLeavin` all drippin` in bloody warRun in the hallways look in the roomSoakin` away them bloody poolsCheck for the posse they hidden up there popedWith a pillow case uder their toolsWill it be a bulet behind their earDon` want no moaningNo tears, telephone cordsI took out that wallNo one could stop all the terror in hereFrom the five foot five slut doggin` alcoholic manEnchanted door kickin` evil niggaNamed Lord InfamousNigas what I knowledge do notrecognize the ultimate to you into troubleWith kona kula serious draggin` dead bodies in back of my greyChevrolet on the way to send her manyWith a bombing in a bouqet(DJ Paul)I just can`t stopI keep on loading my gunI can`t be seein` masta stopaTill I fill and I comeCause I ain`t no sitcomYOur head comFool happy beingFlag on my faceSo no identityl they seein`Your enemies me and aSix double double six bitch ya bein`Face to face with the forty bitchOne (??) a fast comes tryin` to scare to the trigga hoeForty four in the middle being your life sayin`I`ma suckin` let this Ruga goIt ain`t no dead lineCause they don`t love but plenty hateWhen I come at you hoeI`ma take this mask up off my faceWe ain`t gonna ring the door bellJust a couple of knockswho it be your presence yourFuckin` heart heart gonna stopCause we goneChorus x3______________________________________________________Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com

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