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1998, Three 6 mafia, up with the motherfuckin' Dayton family
Are ready for us? Bring the pain, bitch, ya'll ain't ready for us
Miphia style, flip time, '98, like dees, smoke the trees bitch

We mafia, is it too much, we mafia mafia, ya
Are you for us, we mafai mafia mafia, ya
We mafia, is it too much, we mafia mafia, ya
Are you ready for us, we mafia mafia, ya
'Cause it's the triple 6 2000

Mixtures of sin and gin on sight, cut the wings off an
On both sides, I'm suin', huntin', all them suckas, state your last
First, Meyers, Michael, is killin', Three 6 killin'
What else I say? Even children probably don't give a fuck
If you are or nice at night, sacrifice, good bye, lights out

Can you feel me? Can you me? Did you pick the scene?
A lot of fools done fucked town, showed up in your dreams
Standin' in a hideaway, infra red, them spray
shakin', gotcha nervous, knowin' not how to get away

Lookin' out the window pane, 'cause all your feel is pain
In your yard, I see a tree, I also see body hang, see the phone
Pick it up, the wire that is only cut, I to pray
You're still gonna die, too late, bitch, time is up

We mafia, is it too much, we mafia mafia, ya
Are you ready for us, we mafai mafia, ya
We mafia, is it too much, we mafia mafia, ya
Are you ready for us, we mafai mafia, ya

We mafia, is it too much, we mafia mafia, ya
Are you ready for us, we mafia mafia, ya
We mafia, is it too much, we mafia mafia, ya
Are you for us, we mafai mafia mafia, ya

What the you wanna do? Be a victim of my homicide
If you try to jack, I'll leave you dead in the G ride
And creep up out my vehicle and my jack move
Still gat under the dirt, now put it up in your
Now ain't that smooth, motherfucker, snooze

Move motherfucker, loose motherfucker, put your face
To the and don't you take a look up, I heard about
What you up, see bitch, this is a stick up
I'm you off your tippy toes, take your cheese
And your hoes, givin' you crack sacks

Macks in your cadillacs, drop glock in my draws
clip up under my balls, my dick's like a 44
Fuckin' up your pussy wall, you ran your lip about your
And I'm in on the stash box, your pockets are swoll hoe
And I'm lookin' for a jackpot, I wear a on my face

So I won't a case, keepin' it low key, don't nobody know me
I'm like a snake when I creep through your window
So the cops, cold hard on me kin though
So motherfuck the 5-0, it's all about
I them like DOA, bitch, that's dead on arrival

We mafia, is it too much, we mafia mafia, ya
Are you ready for us, we mafai mafia, ya
We mafia, is it too much, we mafia mafia, ya
Are you ready for us, we mafai mafia, ya

We mafia, is it too much, we mafia mafia, ya
Are you ready for us, we mafia mafia, ya
We mafia, is it too much, we mafia mafia, ya
Are you for us, we mafai mafia mafia, ya
Cause it's the 1990 triple 6

Give'em two to the head, to the neck and the other fuckin' tip
Too his motherfuckin' chest, gotta buck him down, buck him
Down town, talkin' bout' clowns, talkin' shit up in my fuckin' town
he ain't dead yet, check his head, check his chest

Playa have guessed, he was strapped with a fuckin' vest
Hoe you should have known, you was fuckin' the triple 6
We bust, I knew you ready for us am I too much to avoid?
Can't you with us in the lexus truck with Juicy J, getting fucked up
the club up, what be bumpin' on the radio?

Mafia is what I'm screamin', till the day I die, hoe, game
For the lame, educate them bitches man, stay in focus, hocus
Tryin' my best to High as the sky is why it's my business,
Bitch, open up your own account and get up out my shit

We mafia, is it too much, we mafia mafia, ya
Are you for us, we mafai mafia mafia, ya
We mafia, is it too much, we mafia mafia, ya
Are you ready for us, we mafia mafia, ya

We mafia, is it too much, we mafia mafia, ya
Are you ready for us, we mafia mafia, ya
We mafia, is it too much, we mafia mafia, ya
Are you ready for us, we mafia mafia, ya
Cause it's the 1990 6 2000

Six bitch, so don't you fuck with this click, if you fuck
With this click, you'll get a little of gun shots
You must know who you fuckin' with bitch
'Cause we leavin' bodies in body bags, drop em' off in a

Know I mean, kid, know I mean, kid, see we come
A natural bomb, a natural gun, a natural some
Don't make me make your body numb
And have you hollerin' out mafia mafia mafia

Stick em' dead, kill em' dead, rush them on down to the flo'
With north memphis convicts, bithces me koopsta hoe
me once never twice, wrapped up on that game of dice
How can I lie? at nine hundred times

You said, "Sou was a man of the house", I don't really it
Koop you around that nigga man, try so hard to be a soldier
Bitch, but come out to be dealt trick, I'm sick in the head
Better call Fred, dirty red, yeah, yeah you gon'
Too late fuckin' fool, 'cause you drownin' in poo poo