Three 6 Mafia

Three 6 Mafia - Mafia Niggaz lyrics

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We gotta come like we get doen and dirty for our figures
 We gotta come like we be quick to pull back on some triggers
 We gotta come you know dat Devil shit is still up in us
 We Mafia Niggaz We Mafia Niggaz

 [Lord Infamous]
 So damn wicked got some shit you bitches never saw
 I caught you shakin sawed off's pumpin now'll we'll break the law
 I cut the air off where you breath while I'm blazin on these trees
 The ? I get from these trees'll take your leg up off
 You chokin from exhaust
 You lost up in the sauce
 You stand against the wall
 Don't play wit Lord at all
 You dealin wit some now you pissin down your leg
 and got a gun against your head you know dis lead is for a bloody brawl
 I'm tryna go for boss
 Prepare for Holocaust
 I got moss and when I toss it will get em off
 I'm dirty for the cause
 Bitch don't you hit the pause
 I'll lock you bitches in the icebox wit it full of frost
 Bitch don't you know that when I'm hi I leave a dimple
 Cock back dis pistol then I'll pop you like a pimple
 I got the tunes in the stones
 In your home wit the chrome
 You alone and the rest is very simple

 [Chorus]

 [Crunchy Black]
 Ain't no nigga goin play wit me
 Play wit me my nigga I'ma lay you in the streets
 All I came for is cheese nigga dat's hard to believe
 I'ma lock and unload and make your bitch ass bleed
 Let ya'll know dat I came wit some shit up my sleeve
 Know what I mean my nigga It's only Jus me
 Slip dat knife down my sleeve
 Slope you dead in your heart
 Wit only dat sick shit don't get shit started

 [DJ Paul]
 Now ever since we done came dem hataz didn't play no joke
 Try to bounce to the crib
 I shot around in dey home
 I'm bustin rugaz
 wit some lugaz
 Do ya
 Nigga I'ma send em straight through ya
 School ya
 Bout dis bidness
 Bout these boys
 Ya bout to witness wit these toys

 [Juicy "J"]
 Wit dem toys yeah we got em
 Make the noise when we cock em
 Guaranteed to kill and rob em
 Stopped em wit the sawed off shotgun
 Niggaz in the street dey found em
 On dat dog food and Vodka
 So much dope the blood was toxic
 And the mind is pure psychotic

 [Chorus (fades out
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Author: ?

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Publisher: Hypnotize Minds, Loud Records, LLC

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Released in: 2000

Language: English

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