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three 6 mafia - mosh pit lyrics

[lil wyte]
ya this lil wyte layin’ it down for that acp
we ’bout to throw these boys in a motherf-ckin mosh pit
for those of y’all who don’t know what a mosh pit is
it’s just a bunch of drunk, ignorant motherf-ckers
gettin’ the sh-t whooped out of ’em to some music, you know what i’m sayin?

[hook: repeat 2x]
throw ’em in the mosh pit!
stomp ’em in the mosh pit!
swing your motherf-ckin fists and beat em in the mosh pit!

[juicy j]
its the juice, up in the club
so raise your set high in the air and show me love
we drinkin’ beer, we smokin’ pere
its just alive and three 6 mafia in your ear
we sippin’ syrup, you might get hurt
we sn-tchin’ b-tches beatin’ ’em down in the dirt
we dumpin’ fur, we throwin’ chairs
so if you scary get your -ss up out of here

[dj paul]
now show them golds, and swing them bows
take your shirt off and commence to whippin’ hoes
we got that danger, built for a stranger
your boys scared to f-ck with us but i don’t blame ’em
they swingin’ knives, they poppin’ guns
roll with them punches motherf-cker don’t run
swing back (swing back!), pop back (pop back!)
clear the room motherf-cker like click click (boom!)

[hook 4x]

[josey scott]
here i come, an only son
i’m goin’ straight out the ghetto to number one
i’m gettin’ higher, i’m on fire!
so all you haters better get ready to retire
i’m on the scene, i keep it mean
i went from having no chedder to bling bling
i got some ice, i’m never nice
and i’m a killer so don’t make me say it twice
straight out of memphis, can i get a witness?
and i be lookin for the chickens with the thickness
i’m here forever, any kind of weather
you say you don’t take advice you f-ckin’ better
my anger swellin’, my hate it dwellin’
i might be naughty or nice there ain’t no tellin’
my mind trash, i’m about to blast
not even a hero can save your f-ckin’ -ss!

[hook 2x]

[lil wyte]
see the lil wyte, i’m from the bay
i do not play, you best of prayed
this is my time, i’m ’bout to blind
i’m smokin’ pine, i am so high
i’m ’bout to ride, best not collide
‘cuz if i see you i’m creepin’ up from behind
you better hide, you on my side
you in my hood and i know i’m up in your mind
i’ll break it down, just like a pound
of some of the prettiest gally that you done found
i am the man, you are a lame
i’ll f-ck you up worst than the effect of a plane
this is the real, don’t like the feel?
then get back off in the kitchen where you can chill
i roll with killers, and drug dealers
and all the others i kick it with ’bout their scriller
throw ’em in the mosh pit!

[chris steve talking]
yo this is chris steve from saliva comin’ at you
i’m b-mpin’ this unbreakables motherf-cker
you can’t even get with this sh-t
you can’t handle it
you can’t even f-ckin taste this motherf-cker
you know what, ‘cuz this d-ck is in your god d-mn mouth b-tch!
f-ckin’ dirtiest of the dirty motherf-ckin’ south comin’ at you

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