Текст песни Three 6 Mafia - We Shootin` 1st, слова песни Three 6 Mafia

Текст песни Three 6 Mafia - We Shootin` 1st

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[Hook]
`Cause bitch we shoot `em first
We don`t ask questions later
We`re Triple 6, Triple 6 fuckin` haters
And it`s on if you niggaz
Wanna bring it to the door
To you cowards in my face
I`m a treat you like a hoe

[Gangsta Boo]
Since you niggaz talkin` shit
About the dirty dirty six
Lemme see if you can bump out
And be featured on a hit
Radio the love my songs
Ballin` niggaz love my thongs
If you wanna go to war
I suggest you bring it on, nigga
I ain`t no little girl
I been down in the streets
Remember me Hillcrest
Nigga reppin` BAZ
Shoot a finger fuck a spot
Niggaz drop, niggaz drop
But everybody in the club
Lookin` hard nigga he ain`t hot
We be cold froze wrists
Got you bitches in a blitz
Mad `cause I be hanging `round
Them niggaz in the triple six
Bitches wanna say this
Bitch I ain`t stuntin` you
I be on the charts blowin` up
Bitch look at you
Niggaz be mad
Actin` like some fuckin hoes
If you can`t stand the truth
Nigga keep your eyes closed
DJ Paul, Juice Man
Crunchy Black, Lord Imfamous
I`m the one
Mrs. Crazy lady Gangsta Boo bitch

[Hook 2X]

[Crunchy Black]
Niggaz talk shit
Well they might as well talk shit
Talk this
When I bring that fuckin` chalk bitch
And put your body in a body bag or somethin`
And drop your bitch ass off in a river my cousin
You should`ve never played the dozens
With a nigga like me
It be C fuckin` B
And I`m hard to be
Niggaz talk a lot of shit
But I promise you dog
I`m a blast at your ass
And let the gun revolve
Niggaz always tryin` to be real hard
Niggaz always tryin` to pray to God
When they got their ass caught up in some bullshit
And that`s some bullshit
You gotta finish it
You gon` remember this
Ain`t no game I play
Poppin` shots at your ass
With the A fuckin` K
Nigga watch what you say
When you talkin` to me
Nigga watch what you say
When you talkin` to C

[Hook 1X]
[DJ Paul]
Put a mask on, gone in man do the shit [4X]

[Lord Imfamous]
My arteries pump acid
I love to pop that plastic
Life is filled with maggots
Nigga I let you have it
With automatic havoc
While faggots ride or tag it
Boy I`m psychopathic
Milli clips big rappin`
What I got for a mackin`
For funeral compassion
Better close that casket
When I hit for that stackin`
Wanna know the business
Stay out my fuckin` business
Gossip like some bitches
But y`all no competition
Better pay attention
I`ll cook you like a kitchen
Diss and leave you missin`
And on a murder mission
Critical condition
Got plenty ammunition
Don`t need to catch you slippin`
I`ll fuck you up lil pimpin`
Lord have mercy hurt you with verses
Got you puntas rollin` in hearses
Hate the six we got platinum plus a
Your shit on shelves collectin` dust a

[Hook 1X]

[DJ Paul]
Put a mask on, gone in man do the shit [4X]

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