Three 6 Mafia

Three 6 Mafia - We 'bout To Ride lyrics

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yeah nigga
 the mother fuckin two time two time motherfuckin champions in this bitch
 I got another motherfuckin gold plaque on the wall now nigga
 now tell me what you think about that look me in my eyes
 and 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 you'll be flying

 [Crunchy Black]
 we bout to ride on these fools cock these nines on these fools [x2]

 [DJ Paul]
 like thisssssssssss
 now in my city its so real in my city its so fake
 got some niggas that's gone play got some niggas that gone hate
 got some niggas that's gone dis the treal niggas on the tape
 but them the ones who want the streets so they start to evaporate
 that's why them niggas ain't around no more
 cause them niggas could sell no more
 without the Hypnotize or the Prophet nigga you is no more
 got plaques up on my walls
 got twenties on my cars
 keep coming like you coming and I'm gonna show you
 I ain't fucked up bout no charge nigga

 [Juicy J]
 can you niggas feel my pain
 catch me standing in the rain
 holding on a rusty 2
 bout to act a fuckin fool
 is the 6 the devil though
 make you wanna powder your nose
 have you smoking hydro weed
 satisfaction guaranteed
 bucking wild and throwing signs
 knowing these niggas done loss they minds
 blame it on Coriddy and Ooh
 when we cock them thangs and shoot
 thinking somebody had seen my face
 now I'm gonna catch a murder case
 just 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 y'all niggas still don't understand
 nigga look around motherfucker look the fuck around you
 and see who you see nigga all you see is me
 Hypnotized C-A-M-motherfuckin-P bitch
 come on come on keep it coming keep it coming keep it coming

 [Project Pat]
 so you wanna try a
 nigga with the nine-a
 creep up from behind ya
 like the macarena
 shoot ya in your spine-a
 strap ya like a minor
 patch out your hizead
 slug bloody rized
 staying on the low low
 hating that's a no no
 duck taping trick up
 in the trunk you go go
 you gonna shake and shiver
 pain I deliver
 kidnapping fools throw they body in the river

 [Koopsta Knicca]
 let get this on
 you think I just piss off them fuckin sluts then a
 the streets auto traffic gonna fuck you up but now
 I had to tremble quick cause he bump with it
 got some midgets in my clizick now I'm pimping bitch
 my friends have brand new teams
 twenties hundred ain't she motherfuckin funny
 North Memphis come we catching everything and money
 home at night keep my motherfuckin eyes open
 cause last night I'm dealing with the fedz in the corner store

 [Crunchy Black]
 yo yo yo yo yo yo yo
 I locked em in the trunk
 and dropped they bodies off
 see cash in B.Z. you get that sawed off funk
 point to your head and then left someone dead
 then try that with thugs and be half out your head
 see messing with me is like messing with the fedz
 see messing with me is like being halfway dead
 most niggas don't walk my path I done already laid
 put 2 in the gun and flex so I won't be in that resting place

 [Lord Infamous]
 don't make me get ignorant, feel the incisions
 I shall make fragments, daggerous dragon
 poison and lashes, 2000 hazardous
 can you imagine, me with the Magnum
 fire breathing dragon, blow away the ashes
 what the fuck happen, torture and trap them
 Satan is digging, Scarecrow premonition
 the world is ending, please make a decision

 [LaChat]
 mayn fuck that shit
 go get that bitch and throw her ass in my trunk
 that infrared net be getting her head
 she make more sounds and she dumped
 where the fuck the evidence bitch
 only heat for my witness
 you think I'm playing what you saying
 LaChat ain't bout her business
 I tote my glock I keep it cocked
 the .38 slug for a nigga
 could be my brother husband cousin
 fuck him I pull the trigger
 got no remorse wont sympathize
 ain't got no love in my soul
 don't fuck with me know who I be
 LaChat that murdering hoe

 [T-Rock]
 I got him running from my slugs wrath
 niggas get they mugs snapped
 licking shots from plastic glocks
 you marinate in blood baths
 ignorance leave my manner
 silently concealed with Anna
 hoe I pugulize your skull
 and split it with the snipers scanner
 insert the capping glock
 gunpoint faster props
 lock and load like master lock
 and hit you for an aftershock
 I'm a snake so meet your fate
 compensate the paper chase
 Triple 6 is running shit
 corroborate and we make you wait

 [Lil Pat]
 you's out there thinking we just bullshittin
 about this shit gone whined up being
 the very motherfucker with they wig split
 laying there in the corner
 that you cant just see me come out of
 now you think a nigga still playing
 bitch what's up cuz
 like I always said
 I'm gonna tell you once and ain't no more
 I think I done made it clear enough
 about how these ballers like the road
 I ain't you hoe
 Lil P don't mess with me when I get good and crunk
 or you gonna find yourself locked in the fuckin trunk

 [Juicy J]
 [background mixed]
 drop em in the trunk lock em in trunk real fast you'll be flying
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Hypnotize Minds, Loud Records, LLC

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Released in: 2000

Language: English

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