triple 6 mafia – nine to yo dome lyrics
nine to your
nine to your
nine to your
nine to your
nine to your dome hoe
nine to your dome hoe
nine to your
nine to your
nine to your
nine to your
nine to your
nine to your
(chorus)
nine to your dome hoe whatcha gonna do b-tch
nine to your dome whatcha whatcha gona do b-tch
nine to your dome hoe whatcha gonna do b-tch
nine to your dome whatcha whatcha gona do b-tch
nine to your dome hoe whatcha gonna do b-tch
nine to your dome whatcha whatcha gona do b-tch
nine to your dome hoe whatcha gonna do b-tch
nine to your dome whatcha whatcha gona do b-tch
the motherf-ckin south is in the house foe the nine fo
memphis n-gg-z, n-gg- and we killas who gon run the floor
one of you hoes step
one of you hoes gonna die b-tch
aint no thang
civil and plain bang
in your eye b-tch
tricky type -ss n-gg-z
always wanna flex they nuts
but they gonna get f-cked
with this nine
stuck up they b-tt
unload this whole d-mn clip up in your -ss hoe
naw, its to late to squash the sh-t
i’m gonna blast hoe
f-ck the five o
and the motherf-ckin jumpin gr-ss
searching a real n-gg- in his draws
like they -ss a f-g
get yo god d-mn hands of a real one
just before i make you feel the bullets from my steal some
big -ss cop think i’m playin
but i’m from tha hood
north memphis hoe
yeah rank it b-tch hollywood
ready and prepared
that’s the exit que to
with my tone
whatcha gonna do
when my nine crones at your dome
b-tches
(chorus)
nine motherf-ckin millimeter
aint no tradin hoe
this some real sh-t
street sh-t
lettin sucker know
if yo -ss step
go head make me pull the triger
f-ckin with me dawg
you gonna make me catch a charge n-gg-
figga out a way
with these holla points (?) tips
slip, trip, c-ck back, quick
then i shoot a b-tch
aint no d-mn f-ckin around
13 rounds at your head
aim point blank
at your face
makin sure your dead
headed to my motherf-ckn ride
dichin evidence
mask on, lotces on
headed to my residence
consequences
they accur when you talkin smack
thinkin you the big man
but you betta watch your back
rat tat tat tat
with the sound of the tech nine
take this trick b-tch -ss n-gg- tryin to take mine
(oh naw man i aint gonna take yours)
(aint nothing like that dog you know what i’m sayin)
nine to yo f-ckin dome b-tch
(chorus) till fade
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