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three 6 mafia – land of the lost lyrics

[chorus:]
deep down south in da hood n-gg-s slang
hustlin’ and game
tryin ta stack some change
land of tha lost full of gangstas n killas
n-gg-s all about they d-mn scrilla

[gangsta boo]

to start it off i’m the m-th- f-ckin lady about her cheese
while u other herman benz out there leavin fo’ free
kinda quick to tell you what im gonna get and it be true
at the end of the rainbow n-gg- i thought you knew
cause im sayin all my hustlas don’t forgot im on the green
got a pocket full of money not no stones know what i mean?
don’t get mad cause yo -ss livin broke
f-ck that get up off yo lazy -ss
get about yo f-ckin scratch

im chasin franklin wit’ my triple 6 thugs
cause we was sinners
i get deeper im still comin up with lint
livin in a tent some trick gotta change
it aint the same
and it’s plain ta see i aint the same man
beat a b-tch, rob a hoe
kick in does from doe ta doe
prophet posse never sloppy
clean you out from roof ta flo’
im startin ta stinkin’ raisin my heartbeat
ta never be rich
rather trade a hoe for mackers dis predemption

[chorus x2]

[juicy j]

its on! why you shakin whatcha wanna do
i gotta 357 brand new shootin holes through
n-gg-s skulls fool lets get da dope and drop it off
and count them g’s and smoke some cheese
it pays to brake the law
my cousin creepin all them graded boys gonna hook us up
to make a grip on that white sh-t that we don’t see or touch
f-ck what you talkin about?
we slangin n-gg-
by any means you wanna stop the team we pull the trigga

red red go away!
cause a n-gg- wanna play
leave me here
??
standin to the left
there yo cab
let me wear a breifcase in my situation
so many smilin faces
about tha devil that’s in me racin’
placin heres a m-th- f-cka my n-gg- i tell ya what
when i was in the jail while my killa was in da cut
all because of this is how power,cowering
bustin that i heat up musta been in love
wanna feel me with slugs

[crunchy blac]

its crunchy black crunchy black
on da creep n-gg-
how you n-gg-s out here gonna laugh and f-ckin giggle?
when im gettin bigga and bigga
bigga den a f-ckin picture
picture me in yo dreams when im out, ta f-ckin getcha
hit ya fo’ ya dividends and fled from da f-ckin case
don’t drop no peices so i, want catch a case
make a mistake in dis game and man you’ll hafta pay
deep in the jail cell or holy cell
never see the day

[chorus x2]

- three 6 mafia lyrics

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