Three 6 Mafia

Three 6 Mafia - Live By Yo Rep Bone Dis lyrics

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Man it?s cold?n a muthafucka  I wish I had some ole funkdafied...
  This is ??? Shalonda  Bone Magazine  here interviewing the Triple 6
 Mafia from Memphis  who has a unique quality of rap style  what would
 you do if someone tried to duplicate your ideas?

 [Lord Infamous]
 Well  I shall take 1000 razor blades and press them in the flesh
 Take my pitchfork out the fire  soak it in their chest
 Through the ribs, spines, charcoal the muscle tissue
 And send what?s left back to yo mammy
 Cause that bitch might miss you
 But first, I want to slowly pull off all your skin
 Get grease and boil it hot pour it on you and your dead friend
 I probably outta be not be so horribly slaughtering the body
 I am so naughty because I am moderately in to photography
 Following through the autopsy
 But man, fuck it, pour some acid on them, too
 That?s what I would do, Skinny Pimp what would you do?

 [Skinny Pimp]
 Just look into the eyes of the mask
 Slangin my AK to knock out my enemies
 Fear of the razor, da blast, he done passed
 Leavin no trace of the evidence
 Bodies sit in box chopped up in pieces
 His soul done rose, I placed them tubes up under my mattress
 My conscience is black and it?s strange
 Cause I murdered a bitch, and the Devil just rushin my time
 With this 9 in my hand causin death when you sleep
 In the casket I make you no killas in mind
 Pullin a jack, reach me that cheese, make a stupid move
 Nigga ya bleed
 Bustin 17, please don?t scream, don?t run
 Either long range street sweep
 Never ever run from the buckshots, bust em at ya back
 When I?m full of yak, ain?t no clue
 In 2 deep, you sneak, we creep, Juiceman, what would you do?

 [Juicy J]
 First a nigga looked in the white pages for this bitch
 Mafia-style nigga cause you don?t know who ya fuckin it
 Called him at his fuckin home, minimum breathin on the phone
 Warnin sign to let you know I?m comin so you better be gone
 Wether ya run I be stoppin ya, with the 2 9s I be poppin ya
 Witness a nigga from North Memphis of the Triple 6 Mafia
 2 killas at yo front door, 3 killas at yo back door
 These hoes peeked through the curtains
 And saw them gats pointed at the window
 Nothin but destruction after we touched em
 Man I thought you knew
 That?s what I would do, Gangsta Boo what would you do?

 [Gangsta Boo]
 Think about a master plan on how to buck them bitches dead
 Gangsta Boo the Devil?s Daughter comin with the livin dead
 Yes I?m so so crazy, so so scandalous, I will hurt you bitch
 Torture your body with nothin but fire
 Then I calmly shoot you bitch
 Blast you in yo head make sure you dead
 Cause I don?t want you to live
 My words of wisdom: The weaker the victim the bigger the thrill
 The Triple 6 Mafia do not feel sorry for none of you dirty hoes
 We full of that weed so we proceed to take your fuckin soul
 It?s not a problem when I buck you bitch, I do it smooth
 That?s what the Devil?s Daughter do, now Fly what would you do?

 [Playa Fly]
 Clizick with the real Triple 6 niggaz for yo death
 Ain?t no shame up in my game, as you take your last breath
 Six niggaz trill, ready to kill, bustas, suckas jump
 Pull a fucked up clickin on you niggas, Fly gon ball, you punk
 To you fuckin imitators, watch yo ass fuckin click
 Bite a Playa?s style and slip, soon you will be stackin, bitch
 Fly gon bring them body bags, Lord you touch the fuckin shovel
 Dig it deep and bury that bitch
 Lay em down there with the Devil
 Busta numb, red rum, Mr. I-B-N, fool
 Oh that?s what the Fly would do, now Killaman what would you do?

 [D.J. Paul]
 First I hit up Crunchy, and I get full of that Holy Ghost
 The Devil?s already in me so I ain?t gotta go too far to loc
 You fucked up with the wrong click
 So your murder?s all on my mind
 Plus Satan?s inside, put my hand to this plastic 9
 Burrnin from the aim, my glock knows more
 Every blink of the eye
 But before it?s all over, you?ll have 2 ?Loogers?
 In your weak thigh
 Fall on to your kness, now it?s time for you to ?fess
 My fist full of fire, I punch a hole straight through yo chest
 So any trick that wanna bite of this, everything, it?s cool
 You heard what I would do, and the Triple 6 whole fuckin crew

 Chorus (4x): Nigga, live by yo rep cause we ain?t takin shit
 When I blast on yo ass, I?m gon empty this clip

 [Lord Infamous]
 See we can?t tolerate no nigga that is Layzie
 Broke out the blender and I made some Krayzie gravy
 It?s Eazy, and when it was time to get Bizzy
 Don?t break, you can Wish, but You can?t escape
 Because we crave dead Flesh
 Triple 6 bitch, easily you can be next

 -Yeah, bitch, the Triple 6 Mafia, breakin muthafuckin bones like it
 ain?t shit, for the 9 nickel, beeyaaaaaatch!
 -(Talking
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Prophet Entertainment

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Released in: 1995

Language: English

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