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Three Six Mafia

Put Ya Signs

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Текст песни Three Six Mafia - Put Ya Signs

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[Hook:] x2Put ya sign in his face, gang sign in his facePut ya sign in his face, gang sign in his faceMake them niggas fight, what make them hoes fightMake them niggas fight, what make them hoes fight[Gangsta Boo]If you bitches ain`t scared put a bitch right to the floorTell her she belong below under shoes where roaches goHoe I`m ready if you ready tell me what you wanna doTo the lovely Gangsta Boo, buck as fuck I thought you knewPut my sign up in ya faceLeave ya stape without a traceYou ain`t buck `cause bitch I saw ya stankin` ass yesterdayTalk ya ? hoe ya ? `cause I`m comin` in the crowd boyWith niggas and I`m out slammin` bitches to the ground[Lord Infamous]I see ya from the stage ya angry face is fighting in the cornerFull of marijuana niggas in the middle in a traumaWhile they throwin `bo`s they snatchin` hoes that stuck in a comaAny thick lil` fine bitch come on through a nigga all up on herSome trick done got mad and ran to the wagon and grabbed a 12 gauge pumpProbably full of that numby numb that coke and rum and getting dumbCars are barrelin` through the nigga shootin` runnin to the RoverNiggas catchin the heat from slugsNegroes gettin trampled over[Hook x 2][Juicy J]Now I got you bitches hotPlatinum out and on the spotMad becuase they take your cellSo they stop at slangin rocksBring yo ass to North MemphisKillas hang and niggas pimpinPlayas on them cards flippinChoppin dope up in the kitchenAnd I always keep it realWay before a record dealSo my nigga don`t hate on me `cause Juicy J be gettin his billsClean that mug from off ya face unless you want a casket caseNigga fuck what you end, who you clean, and fuck ya friend[DJ Paul]Nigga you claimin set, throwin`, showin` signsYou ain`t no one look inside your face is plain as day Another hoe is showin`Bitch I`m down with the same game you claim but I will fuck you upHoe it ain`t the same off in them flames I don`t give a fuckPut some in your liver you so ? in the studioNigga all but the liver watch you run like bitch was stealers that I let youknowPacking automatics full of that static that you stressin` forActin` like you want some but it seems you scared to go[Hook][Koopsta Knicca]Hey don`t call me for sweet songsAin`t no ?Ain`t no funky smilin` facesAin`t no grins up on this manIt`s the ? that keeps me coolSocial security breaking newsShit could fight up all night with mo henny wait that`s how I (breath)Do you feel it? Is it rare?Smack that bitch up with that chairWhen you see me over thereRaise your hands up in the air`Cause bitch this ain`t no RosewoodNigga take another roundSlipped up, chopped up, fucked, lights out[Crunchy Black]Claim where I claim, hang where I hangBurn where I burn, nigga ain`t no thingDo what I do, hanging with my crew(What, what, what, what) nigga I thought you knewAin`t no hood, throwin our setsMe fucking more nigga no disrespectGet out our way, gun will sprayEasy come nigga anyday[Hook until fade]

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