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1	1998, Three 6 mafia, hooked up with the motherfuckin' Dayton family						Hahaha	1
2	Are y'all ready for us? Bring the pain, bitch, ya'll ain't ready for us						1998	2
3	Miphia style, flip time, '98, rollin' like dees, smoke the trees bitch						Three 6 mafia	3
4							Hooked up with the	4
5	We mafia, is it too much, we mafia mafia mafia, ya						motherfuckin' dayton	5
6	Are you ready for us, we mafai mafia mafia, ya						family	6
7	We mafia, is it too much, we mafia mafia mafia, ya						Are ya'll ready for us	7
8	Are you ready for us, we mafai mafia mafia, ya						Bring the pain	8
9	'Cause it's the 1990 triple 6 2000						Bitch ya'll ain't ready for us	9
10							Miphia style	10
11	Mixtures of sin and gin on sight, cut the wings off an angel						Flip time	11
12	On both sides, I'm suin', huntin', all them suckas, state your last name						98	12
13	First, Meyers, Michael, Lord is killin', Three 6 killin'						Rollin' like dees	13
14	What else will I say? Even children probably don't give a fuck						Smoke the trees bitch	14
1	If you are naughty or nice at night, sacrifice, good bye, lights out							1
15							[Chorus x2]	15
16	Can you feel me? Can you hear me? Did you pick the scene?						We mafia, is it too	16
17	A lot of fools done fucked around town, showed up in your dreams						much (we mafia mafia	17
18	Standin' in a hideaway, infra red, them guns spray						mafia ya)	18
19	Gotcha shakin', gotcha nervous, knowin' not how to get away						Are you ready for us	19
20							(we mafai mafia mafia	20
21	Lookin' out the window pane, 'cause all your gonna feel is pain						ya)	21
2	In your yard, I see a tree, I also see your body hang, see the phone							2
3	Pick it up, the wire that is only cut, I meant to pray							3
4	You're still gonna die, too late, bitch, your time is up							4
5								5
6	We mafia, is it too much, we mafia mafia mafia, ya							6
7	Are you ready for us, we mafai mafia mafia, ya							7
8	We mafia, is it too much, we mafia mafia mafia, ya							8
9	Are you ready for us, we mafai mafia mafia, ya							9
10								10
11	We mafia, is it too much, we mafia mafia mafia, ya							11
12	Are you ready for us, we mafai mafia mafia, ya							12
13	We mafia, is it too much, we mafia mafia mafia, ya							13
14	Are you ready for us, we mafai mafia mafia, ya							14
15								15
16	What the fuck you wanna do? Be a victim of my homicide							16
17	If you try to jack, I'll leave you dead head in the G ride							17
18	And creep up out my vehicle and continue my jack move							18
19	Still gat under the dirt, now put it up in your hand							19
20	Now ain't that smooth, motherfucker, snooze motherfucker							20
21								21
22	Move motherfucker, loose motherfucker, put your face down							22
23	To the floor and don't you take a look up, I heard about							23
24	What you cook up, see bitch, this is a stick up							24
25	I'm takin' you off your tippy toes, take your cheese							25
26	And fuck your hoes, givin' you crack sacks							26
27								27
28	Macks back in your cadillacs, drop glock in my draws							28
29	Extra clip up under my balls, my dick's like a 44							29
30	Fuckin' up your pussy wall, you ran your lip about your grip							30
31	And I'm takin' in on the stash box, your pockets are swoll hoe							31
32	And I'm lookin' for a jackpot, I wear a mask on my face							32
33								33
34	So I won't catch a case, keepin' it low key, don't nobody know me							34
35	I'm just like a snake when I creep through your window							35
36	So motherfuck the cops, cold hard on me kin though							36
37	So motherfuck the 5-0, it's all about survival							37
38	I leave them like DOA, bitch, that's dead on arrival							38
39								39
40	We mafia, is it too much, we mafia mafia mafia, ya							40
41	Are you ready for us, we mafai mafia mafia, ya							41
42	We mafia, is it too much, we mafia mafia mafia, ya							42
43	Are you ready for us, we mafai mafia mafia, ya							43
44								44
45	We mafia, is it too much, we mafia mafia mafia, ya							45
46	Are you ready for us, we mafai mafia mafia, ya							46
47	We mafia, is it too much, we mafia mafia mafia, ya							47
48	Are you ready for us, we mafai mafia mafia, ya							48
	Cause it's the 1990 triple 6 2000						Cause it's the 1990 triple 6 2000
22	Give'em two to the head, three to the neck and the other fuckin' tip						[scarecrow]	22
23	Too his motherfuckin' chest, gotta buck him down, gotta buck him						Mixtures of sin and gin on sight	23
24	Down town, talkin' bout' these clowns, talkin' shit up in my fuckin' town						Cut the wings off an angel	24
25	Since he ain't dead yet, check his head, check his chest						On both sides	25
26							I'm suin'	26
27	Playa should have guessed, he was strapped with a fuckin' vest						Huntin'	27
28	Hoe you should have known, you was fuckin' with the triple 6						All them suckas	28
29	We bust, I knew you wasn't ready for us am I too much to avoid?						State your last name first	29
30	Can't you fuck with us in the lexus truck with Juicy J, getting fucked up						Meyers, michael	30
31	Tearin' the club up, what be bumpin' on the radio?						Lord is killin'	31
32							Three 6 killin'	32
33	Mafia is what I'm screamin', till the day I die, hoe, more game						What else will i say	33
34	For the lame, educate them bitches man, stay in focus, hocus pocus						Even children	34
35	Tryin' my best to maintain High as the sky is why it's my business,						Probably don't give a	35
36	Bitch, open up your own fuckin' account and get up out my shit						fuck if you are	36
37							naughty or nice	37
38	We mafia, is it too much, we mafia mafia mafia, ya						At night	38
39	Are you ready for us, we mafai mafia mafia, ya						Sacrifice	39
40	We mafia, is it too much, we mafia mafia mafia, ya						Good bye, lights out	40
49	Are you ready for us, we mafai mafia mafia, ya							49
41							[juicy j]	41
42	We mafia, is it too much, we mafia mafia mafia, ya						Can you feel me	42
43	Are you ready for us, we mafai mafia mafia, ya						Can you hear me	43
44	We mafia, is it too much, we mafia mafia mafia, ya						Did you pick the scene	44
45	Are you ready for us, we mafai mafia mafia, ya						A lot of fools done	45
1							fucked around town	1
2							Showed up in your dreams	2
3							Standin' in a hideaway	3
4							Inferred, them guns spray	4
5							Gotcha shakin'	5
6							Gotcha nervous	6
7							Knowin' not how to get away	7
8							Lookin' out the window pane	8
9							Cause all your gonna feel is pain	9
10							In your yard i see a tree	10
11							I also see your body hang	11
12							See the phone	12
13							Pick it up	13
14							The wire that is only cut	14
15							I meant to pray	15
16							Your still gonna die	16
17							Too late bitch	17
18							Your time is up	18
19								19
20							[Chorus x4]	20
21								21
22							[dayton family]	22
23							What the fuck you wanna do	23
24							Be a victim of my homicide	24
25							If you try to jack	25
26							I'll leave you dead	26
27							head in the g ride	27
28							And creep up out my vehicle	28
29							And continue my jack move	29
30							Still gat under the dirt	30
31							Now put it up in your hand	31
32							Now ain't that smooth	32
33							Motherfucker	33
34							Snooze motherfucker	34
35							Move motherfucker	35
36							Loose motherfucker	36
37							Put your face down to the floor	37
38							And don't you take a look up	38
39							I heard about what you cook up	39
40							See bitch this is a stick up	40
41							I'm takin' you off	41
42							your tippy toes	42
43							Take your cheese	43
44							And fuck your hoes	44
45							Givin' you crack	45
46							sacks, macks back in	46
47							your cadillacs	47
48							Drop glock in my draws	48
49							Extra clip up under my balls	49
50							My dick's like a 44	50
51							Fuckin' up your pussy wall	51
52							You ran your lip about your grip	52
53							And i'm takin' in on	53
54							the stash box	54
55							Your pockets are swoll hoe	55
56							And i'm lookin' for a jackpot	56
57							I wear a mask on my face	57
58							So i won't catch a case	58
59							Keepin' it low key	59
60							Don't nobody know me	60
61							I'm just like a snake	61
62							When i creep through your window	62
63							So motherfuck the cops	63
64							Cold hard on me kin though	64
65							So motherfuck the 5-0	65
66							It's all about survival	66
67							I leave them like d-o-a	67
68							Bitch that's dead on arrival	68
69								69
70							[Chorus x4]	70
71								71
72							Cause it's the 1990 triple 6 2000	72
73								73
74							[dj paul]	74
75							Give'em two	75
76							To the head	76
77							Three to the neck	77
78							And the other fuckin' tip	78
79							Too his motherfuckin' chest	79
80							Gotta buck him down	80
81							Gotta buck him down town	81
82							Talkin' bout' these clowns	82
83							Talkin' shit up in	83
84							my fuckin' town	84
85							Since he ain't dead yet	85
86							Check his head	86
87							Check his chest	87
88							Playa should have guessed	88
89							He was strapped with	89
90							a fuckin' vest	90
91							Hoe you should have known	91
92							You was fuckin' with the triple 6	92
93							We bust	93
94							I knew you wasn't ready for us	94
95								95
96							[gangsta boo]	96
97							Am i too much	97
98							To avoid, can't you fuck with us	98
99							In the lexus truck with juicy j	99
100							Getting fucked up	100
101							Tearin' the club up	101
102							What be bumpin' on the radio	102
103							Mafia is what i'm screamin'	103
104							Till the day i die hoe	104
105							More game for the lame	105
106							Educate them bitches man	106
107							Stay in focus	107
108							Hocus pocus	108
109							Tryin' my best to maintain	109
110							High as the sky	110
111							Is why it's my business bitch	111
112							Open up your own fuckin' account	112
113							And get up out my shit	113
114								114
115							[Chorus x4]	115
116								116
	Cause it's the 1990 triple 6 2000						Cause it's the 1990 triple 6 2000
46	Six bitch, so don't you fuck with this click, 'cause if you fuck						[crunchy blac]	46
47	With this click, you'll get a little of this gun shots						6 bitch	47
48	You must don't know who you fuckin' with bitch						So       don't            you fuck with this click	48
49	'Cause we leavin' bodies in body bags, drop em' off in a ditch						Cause if you fuck with this click	49
50							You'll get a little of	50
51	Know I mean, kid, know I mean, kid, see we come from						this (gun shots)	51
52	A natural bomb, a natural gun, a natural gimme some						You must don't know	52
53	Don't make me make your body numb trick						who you fuckin' with	53
54	And have you hollerin' out mafia mafia mafia mafia						bitch	54
55							Cause we leavin'	55
56	Stick em' dead, kill em' dead, rush them tricks on down to the flo'						bodies in body bags	56
57	With north memphis convicts, bithces call me koopsta hoe						Drop em' off in a ditch	57
58	Fuck me once never twice, wrapped up on that game of dice						Know i mean kid	58
59	How can I lie? When at nine hundred times						Know i mean kid, huh	59
60							See we come from	60
61	You said, "Sou was a man of the house", I don't really done it						A natural bomb	61
62	Koop you hung around that nigga man, try so hard to be a soldier						A natural gun	62
63	Bitch, but come out to be dealt with trick, I'm sick in the head						A natural gimme some	63
64	Better call Fred, dirty red, yeah, yeah you gon' look						Don't make me make your	64
	Too late fuckin' fool, 'cause you drownin' in your poo poo						body numb trick
117							And have you hollerin'	117
118							out mafia mafia mafia	118
119							mafia	119
120								120
121							[koopsta knicca]	121
122							Stick em' dead	122
123							Kill em' dead	123
124							Rush them tricks on	124
125							down to the flo'	125
126							With north memphis convicts	126
127							Bithces call me koopsta hoe	127
128							Fuck me once never twice	128
129							Wrapped up on that game of dice	129
130							How can i lie	130
131							When at nine hundred times	131
132							You said you was a	132
133							man of the house	133
134							I don't really done it	134
135							Koop you hung around	135
136							that nigga man	136
137							Try so hard to be a soldier bitch	137
138							But come out to be	138
139							dealt with trick	139
140							I'm sick in the head	140
141							Better call fred	141
142							Dirty red	142
143							Yeah, yeah you gon' look	143
144							Too late fuckin' fool	144
145							Cause you drownin'	145
146							in your poo poo	146

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