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    Three 6 Mafia

    Are U Ready 4 Us

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    Добавлена 19 января 2013 пользователем Миша

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    Hahaha
    1998
    Three 6 mafia
    Hooked up with the motherfuckin dayton family
    Are yall ready for us
    Bring the pain
    Bitch yall aint ready for us
    Miphia style
    Flip time
    98
    Rollin like dees
    Smoke the trees bitch
    Chorus x2
    We mafia, is it too much (we mafia mafia mafia ya)
    Are you ready for us (we mafai mafia mafia ya)
    Cause its the 1990 triple 6 2000
    (scarecrow)
    Mixtures of sin and gin on sight
    Cut the wings off an angel
    On both sides
    Im suin
    Huntin
    All them suckas
    State your last name first
    Meyers, michael
    Lord is killin
    Three 6 killin
    What else will i say
    Even children
    Probably dont give a fuck if you are naughty or nice
    At night
    Sacrifice
    Good bye, lights out
    (juicy j)
    Can you feel me
    Can you hear me
    Did you pick the scene
    A lot of fools done fucked around town
    Showed up in your dreams
    Standin in a hideaway
    Inferred, them guns spray
    Gotcha shakin
    Gotcha nervous
    Knowin not how to get away
    Lookin out the window pane
    Cause all your gonna feel is pain
    In your yard i see a tree
    I also see your body hang
    See the phone
    Pick it up
    The wire that is only cut
    I meant to pray
    Your still gonna die
    Too late bitch
    Your time is up
    Chorus x4
    (dayton family)
    What the fuck you wanna do
    Be a victim of my homicide
    If you try to jack
    Ill leave you dead head in the g ride
    And creep up out my vehicle
    And continue my jack move
    Still gat under the dirt
    Now put it up in your hand
    Now aint that smooth
    Motherfucker
    Snooze motherfucker
    Move motherfucker
    Loose motherfucker
    Put your face down to the floor
    And dont you take a look up
    I heard about what you cook up
    See bitch this is a stick up
    Im takin you off your tippy toes
    Take your cheese
    And fuck your hoes
    Givin you crack sacks, macks back in your cadillacs
    Drop glock in my draws
    Extra clip up under my balls
    My dicks like a 44
    Fuckin up your pussy wall
    You ran your lip about your grip
    And im takin in on the stash box
    Your pockets are swoll hoe
    And im lookin for a jackpot
    I wear a mask on my face
    So i wont catch a case
    Keepin it low key
    Dont nobody know me
    Im just like a snake
    When i creep through your window
    So motherfuck the cops
    Cold hard on me kin though
    So motherfuck the 5-0
    Its all about survival
    I leave them like d-o-a
    Bitch thats dead on arrival
    Chorus x4
    Cause its the 1990 triple 6 2000
    (dj paul)
    Giveem two
    To the head
    Three to the neck
    And the other fuckin tip
    Too his motherfuckin chest
    Gotta buck him down
    Gotta buck him down town
    Talkin bout these clowns
    Talkin shit up in my fuckin town
    Since he aint dead yet
    Check his head
    Check his chest
    Playa should have guessed
    He was strapped with a fuckin vest
    Hoe you should have known
    You was fuckin with the triple 6
    We bust
    I knew you wasnt ready for us
    (gangsta boo)
    Am i too much
    To avoid, cant you fuck with us
    In the lexus truck with juicy j
    Getting fucked up
    Tearin the club up
    What be bumpin on the radio
    Mafia is what im screamin
    Till the day i die hoe
    More game for the lame
    Educate them bitches man
    Stay in focus
    Hocus pocus
    Tryin my best to maintain
    High as the sky
    Is why its my business bitch
    Open up your own fuckin account
    And get up out my shit
    Chorus x4
    Cause its the 1990 triple 6 2000
    (crunchy blac)
    6 bitch
    So dont you fuck with this click
    Cause if you fuck with this click
    Youll get a little of this (gun shots)
    You must dont know who you fuckin with bitch
    Cause we leavin bodies in body bags
    Drop em off in a ditch
    Know i mean kid
    Know i mean kid, huh
    See we come from
    A natural bomb
    A natural gun
    A natural gimme some
    Dont make me make your body numb trick
    And have you hollerin out mafia mafia mafia mafia
    (koopsta knicca)
    Stick em dead
    Kill em dead
    Rush them tricks on down to the flo
    With north memphis convicts
    Bithces call me koopsta hoe
    Fuck me once never twice
    Wrapped up on that game of dice
    How can i lie
    When at nine hundred times
    You said you was a man of the house
    I dont really done it
    Koop you hung around that nigga man
    Try so hard to be a soldier bitch
    But come out to be dealt with trick
    Im sick in the head
    Better call fred
    Dirty red
    Yeah, yeah you gon look
    Too late fuckin fool
    Cause you drownin in your poo poo
    [ Are U Ready 4 Us Lyrics ]
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