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Текст песни Three 6 Mafia - We bout to Ride

Three 6 Mafia - We bout to Ride слова песни




{dj paul: talking}Yeah niggaThe mother fuckin two time two time motherfuckin champions in this bitchI got another motherfuckin gold plaque on the wall now niggaNow tell me what you think about that look me in my eyesAnd tell me nigga bitch bitch bitch bitch hoe hoe hoe nigga{juicy j}(background mixed through various parts of whole song)Drop em in the trunk lock em in trunk real fast youll be flying{crunchy black}We bout to ride on these fools cock these nines on these fools (x2){dj paul}Like thisssssssssssNow in my city its so real in my city its so fakeGot some niggas thats gone play got some niggas that gone hateGot some niggas thats gone dis the treal niggas on the tapeBut them the ones who want the streets so they start to evaporateThats why them niggas aint around no moreCause them niggas could sell no moreWithout the hypnotize or the prophet nigga you is no moreGot plaques up on my wallsGot twenties on my carsKeep coming like you coming and Im gonna show youI aint fucked up bout no charge nigga{juicy j}Can you niggas feel my painCatch me standing in the rainHolding on a rusty 2Bout to act a fuckin foolIs the 6 the devil thoughMake you wanna powder your noseHave you smoking hydro weedSatisfaction guaranteedBucking wild and throwing signsKnowing these niggas done loss they mindsBlame it on coriddy and oohWhen we cock them thangs and shootThinking somebody had seen my faceNow Im gonna catch a murder caseJust gonna beat him round for round and leave him in the river{[dj paul] crunchy black}[they try to]We bout to ride on these fools cock these nines on these fools (x4){dj paul: talking}Hahaha yall niggas still dont understandNigga look around motherfucker look the fuck around youAnd see who you see nigga all you see is meHypnotized c-a-m-motherfuckin-p bitchCome on come on keep it coming keep it coming keep it coming{project pat}So you wanna try aNigga with the nine-aCreep up from behind yaLike the macarenaShoot ya in your spine-aStrap ya like a minorPatch out your hizeadSlug bloody rizedStaying on the low lowHating thats a no noDuck taping trick upIn the trunk you go goYou gonna shake and shiverPain I deliverKidnapping fools throw they body in the river{koopsta knicca}Let get this onYou think I just piss off them fuckin sluts then aThe streets auto traffic gonna fuck you up but nowI had to tremble quick cause he bump with itGot some midgets in my clizick now Im pimping bitchMy friends have brand new teamsTwenties hundred aint she motherfuckin funnyNorth memphis come we catching everything and moneyHome at night keep my motherfuckin eyes openCause last night Im dealing with the fedz in the corner store{crunchy black}Yo yo yo yo yo yo yoI locked em in the trunkAnd dropped they bodies offSee cash in b.z. you get that sawed off funkPoint to your head and then left someone deadThen try that with thugs and be half out your headSee messing with me is like messing with the fedzSee messing with me is like being halfway deadMost niggas dont walk my path I done already laidPut 2 in the gun and flex so I wont be in that resting place{lord infamous}Dont make me get ignorant, feel the incisionsI shall make fragments, daggerous dragonPoison and lashes, 2000 hazardousCan you imagine, me with the magnumFire breathing dragon, blow away the ashesWhat the fuck happen, torture and trap themSatan is digging, scarecrow premonitionThe world is ending, please make a decision{lachat}Mayn fuck that shitGo get that bitch and throw her ass in my trunkThat infrared net be getting her headShe make more sounds and she dumpedWhere the fuck the evidence bitchOnly heat for my witnessYou think Im playing what you sayingLachat aint bout her businessI tote my glock I keep it cockedThe .38 slug for a niggaCould be my brother husband cousinFuck him I pull the triggerGot no remorse wont sympathizeAint got no love in my soulDont fuck with me know who I beLachat that murdering hoe{t-rock}I got him running from my slugs wrathNiggas get they mugs snappedLicking shots from plastic glocksYou marinate in blood bathsIgnorance leave my mannerSilently concealed with annaHoe I pugulize your skullAnd split it with the snipers scannerInsert the capping glockGunpoint faster propsLock and load like master lockAnd hit you for an aftershockIm a snake so meet your fateCompensate the paper chaseTriple 6 is running shitCorroborate and we make you wait{lil pat}Yous out there thinking we just bullshittinAbout this shit gone whined up beingThe very motherfucker with they wig splitLaying there in the cornerThat you cant just see me come out ofNow you think a nigga still playingBitch whats up cuzLike I always saidIm gonna tell you once and aint no moreI think I done made it clear enoughAbout how these ballers like the roadI aint you hoeLil p dont mess with me when I get good and crunkOr you gonna find yourself locked in the fuckin trunk{juicy j}(background mixed)Drop em in the trunk lock em in trunk real fast youll be flying

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