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three 6 mafia - lock down lyrics

yeah you know what i’m sayin, these lil flodgin -ss n-gg-s
come down on the lower level actin like they hard.
off the street -ss punk! yaint bout sh-t n-gg-!
bring that sh-t to the floor n-gg-, got 4 mo m-th-f-ckin days n-gg-
go get yo -ss delt with b-tch!
n-gg- gone get yo muf-ckin -ss put in a piledriver n-gg-.
bring it to the floor m-th-f-cka
you can’t f-ck wit dis pimp n-gg- (vrroom vrroom vroom)
don’t get yo -ss put into a muh f-ckin piledriver like i said aaaaa

[juicy j]
it started out a 201 lock down
me and paul in a holdin’ cell
waitin to use the f-ckin phone
waitin to get our f-ckin bail
some people think 2 0 1 is just a place for cops and robbers
n-gg-s still smokin weed constantly, p-ssing dollars
mase in yo face when it’s time to get buckwild
cuz lawyer fees are high as h-ll
payin these can’t even help my trial
so while i’m thinkin to myself
a n-gg- walked right up to me
lookin me up and down wit a frown
smellin like a bottle of crown
but i don’t give a f-ck
cuz this hoe gone make me make the news
for shankin n-gg-s in the neck
whippin glocks and takin shoes
he threw up a gang sign
i turned my back didn’t pay em no mind
and when i looked around again
he threw it up another time
i said yo what’s up fool
is there somethin that your trying to proove
i aint wit that gang sh-t
he smiled and fired up a kool
walked a little closer to me
i’ma pull them dreds up outta his head
he didn’t show no violent act
but in a low tone this is what he said

[chorus]
killa, killa, whatcha gonna do
get blessed in the red, or get blessed in the blue?
on the 34th floor they got them g’s claimin true
so whatcha gonna do, young killa

[scarecrow]
ya gotta have somebody watchin somebody else
and them watchin somebody too
while you watchin everybody
cuz they -ss is out to get you
no matter if you
in the dope game
or the rap game
or what situation
you hear my friend
there is no such thing as a f-ckin friend
mabye you got to get them secretly
they out to get you
can’t no love be in yo heart
by the way f-ck these hoes too
you know they just as devious as ni-gga-ros
that ho don’t love yo -ss
and fool if you was broke she’d blow like smoke
and f-ck these police -ss n-gg-s, snitches pull the sword
stab you in ya back for a m-th-f-ckin re-ward
junky m-th-f-ckers sittin down at the precinct
lookin at pictures trying to d-mnify a n-gg-
on the realla man, this game is so filthy
and everybody guilty, n-gg-s talkin trilly
so keep next to clip see
man trust is somethin that i never had much faith in
cuz f-ckin wit n-gg-s you will end up in the state pen

[chorus]

[dj paul]
yeah, aww sh-t they shine blues up on my candy
they said somebody done dropped a dime these
playa hatas can stand me
and now my burbans on the wrecker and i’m down in lebanon
in the back of the car, i’m hope’n i see tha 9-7-11
45 they done brought that dog
me and crunchy eye to eye while chris be snuffin in dro
i heard a roomer that d-mn hound done found my stash box
fo i done had for juice a blow
and a infrared on my 40 and a glock
aww f-ck, we on our way to the deuce 0 1
this sh-t was cool to rap about but now it ain’t so fun
but little do they know ends make friends
i had to spend plenty of em
boo we ain’t seein no pen least this sh-t

[gangsta boo]
n-gg- let me ask you are you really down wit yo gang?
or when you get locked up do that sh-t change
now i’m comin real, tryna know the deal
bout you killas, are you just them shiesty n-gg-s
that hang around drug dealers
when yo -ss be locked up
ho, do you be like doin ch-r-s
for so c-ckin that you in
like gd’s and vice lords
let this lady kick some knowledge
for n-gg-s that’s full of flodgin
it’s garuanteed to get f-cked up
by the real bosses killa killa killa
whatcha gonna do, is yo color red or blue
you f-cked up, you gonna get stuck up because you ain’t true
for that simple reason, found you shanked, and bleedin, in yo cell
now yo -ss done bought a one way ticket to a burnin h-ll

yeah for you n-gg-s that’s thinkin that 2 on 1 is a joke
(a m-th-f-ckin game)
you m-th-f-ckas (watch you back n-gg-)
a n-gg- need to work that trunk ho
rock man, rock man let me get some rock man
(rock man p-ss the m-th-f-ckin kool-aid b-tch! )

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