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three 6 mafia - yeah i rob lyrics

[dj paul]
yeah, mafia! 3 6 mafia! this is for you m-th-f-ckin hoes in the m-th-f-ckin club
runnin round here clownin, frownin, muggin, like ya’ll some m-th-f-ckin gangstas. n-gg- ya’ll some m-th-f-cking hoes. a n-gg- know you from the hood n-gg- and we gon’ show wus really real n-gg-, for real for real b-tch!

[chorus] 2x
yeah i rob, yeah i steal,
yeah i’ll put ya body in a field
now here i go b-tch n-gg-, f-ck wit me
(f-ck wit me)
now here i go b-tch n-gg-, f-ck wit me
(f-ck wit me)

[dj paul]
now 3 6 we representin thugs
we reppin for the gangs
and the n-gg-z using drugs
we reppin for the gangsta -ss gals in the club
we reppin for the headbussaz keepin mean mugs, i’ma keep me a slug
for 1 of you fakers
i got 100 rounds its 100 imitaters
so many wannabees folks wit beefs in the industry, n-gg-z claimin killa but they scared of these f-ckin streets believe

[juicy j]
walk up in the club like a thug get yo -ss kicked, step up off in the parkin lot and leave in a casket
actin like a scary b-tch you gigglin and laughin, let me hit that f-ckin weed hurry up and p-ss it
yeah they call me juicy j the 3 6 mafia bandit
gotta ride on 24s or somethin wit a candy
pounds of dat weed yeah a n-gg- keep it handy
a real bad b-tch and a 5th of dat brandy

[chorus] 2x

[ mr. bigg]
now when i pull up at the club im lookin so clean
77 cut dogg painted lime green
the hoes got quiet when i pull up on the scene for all u ugly -ss hoes i gotta fake wedding ring
today im married and my wife don’t play
so if you want me to cheat ugly bitck you gotta pay
its gon’ cost 1000 dallars if you wanna see me play
i’ll f-ck you sideways bout 30 minutes straight
then clean off my d-ck cuz a gotta kill the smell out
holla at ya later i got mo d-ck to sell i got mo p-ss-es to swell and mo dreams to tell and tell ya old man i aint goin back to jail
im the last mr. bigg and i always keep it real
i’ma alabama n-gg- representin mo beer
and i live in the mall i stay dressed to kill and i got so many diamonds it dont even look real n-gg-!

[crunchy blac]
i got 6 different ways to kill ya showty
got 6 different spots to put ya body
got 6 different ways to cut ya up
and i even got 6 n-gg-z in it ya bro
now how the f-ck n-gg-z gon’ talk that stuff
when n-gg-z like us come shoot the club up
and if you keep talkin we gon’ make you what
you b-tch -ss n-gg-z gon’ catch that cut

[lord infamous]
back up in the club, dalla on swole
sippin on aos residue in my nose
in dat b-tch 12 deep, freak b-tches in my fleet
hoe quit actin like you neva seen a n-gg- on tv
got my uzi and my face in a bird like fontana
i prey one of you b-tches try step to me with ana(blah)
i parent memphis sh-t, lord the livin legend
still makin n-gg-z drop like 3 time felons

[chorus] 2x

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