Luyện nghe bài hát Just Like Us

Yeah, run bitch, run hoe, ya nice
Y'all jealous ass
You what I'ma call y'all? Some Jello niggas
'Cuz y'all of us, bitch

Every in our camp ridin' clean, nigga
Y'all know the score
And this one right is dedicated to you
It's dedicated to you,

wanna dress like, wanna sound like
Wanna be like, ride like, get high like, make like
The motherfuckin' 6, bitch you got a problem wit 'em?
The motherfuckin' Three 6, hoe you got a problem wit

I'm from the of Tennessee called SPV
Pesty Varments, catch ya busta boy
I beat 'em, blow 'em up outta his
Punk ass be tryin' ta stick
A light up under me, like some

make me grab the case
That's fulla the and hand ya [unverified]
ya killin' me, besta be eatin' some porridge
You got some courage, motherfucker
Don't make me go get that there Uzi up under the
Bitches, bloody Satan [unverified]
soldiers comin' to [unverified]

You trying to be like me, you can't be me
It's hard ta be me, them stunts on TV, G
You see me, hustlin', my muscle-in
my 2 cents where it can be trusted-n

You musta been a silly
Thinkin' you could my shoes, damn fool
I walked a mile, I 'em down
I now, why everybody don't wanna frown

They wanna dress like, sound like
Wanna be like, ride like, get like, make cheese like
The motherfuckin' Three 6, bitch you got a wit 'em?
The motherfuckin' Three 6, hoe you got a wit 'em?

wanna dress like, wanna sound like
Wanna be like, ride like, get high like, make like
The Three 6, bitch you got a problem wit 'em?
The motherfuckin' Three 6, hoe you got a wit 'em?

1 thousand, your kid kidnapped and fucked in the
2 G's, wife never seen again but to brag about
3 thousand, car blown up, house burnt to the
4 G's, run up in ya weak ass show, off rounds

5 thousand, best friend found and decapitated
6 G's, yo broke ass alive 'cuz yo ass hated
7 G's, he ain't even workin', I kill a myself, dead
Catch 'em in tha put somethin' hot up in his head

I'm from the junt
(Junt)
Never was a
(Punk)
Memphis bound bitch
Buck ass and crunk
(Crunk)

You might catch me
(Deep)
On fuckin' street
(Street)
Buckin' wit the
you off yo feet
(Feet)

Drankin' on liquor
(Liquor)
Chillin' wit my
(Niggas)
on the corner
Wit a rusty pistol
(Pistol)

up to me hoe
(Hoe)
When you on that
(Blow)
I'ma, you hit tha flo
(Pop, pop, pop, pop, flo)

They wanna dress like, wanna like
Wanna be like, ride like, get high like, make like
The motherfuckin' Three 6, bitch you got a wit 'em?
The motherfuckin' Three 6, hoe you got a problem wit

They wanna dress like, wanna sound
be like, ride like, get high like, make cheese like
The motherfuckin' Three 6, bitch you got a problem wit
The motherfuckin' Three 6, hoe you got a problem wit

Ahh, please don't test the wrist or this
Waitin' for she tell, pop, style mystic
Pimp shit, hits never miss red
Settin' you a miss, I spray the AK

Plus I flex-a hella gay, will you a boy?
Ever since a boy, always had toy
So we ain't out, no punk, I'm knockin' out y'all
body, froze, [unverified]

Well, all them hoes used to be down with me
I signed a deal, made money
Now you bitches downin' me? Bitches tryin' ta at me
Or am I dreamin' the be after me?

Why you tryin' ta be like me? You as a wanna-be
You ghetto hoes, you need to read up on Gangsta Boo
'Cuz you find a tip, bitch, that can help you
I'm a down chick, niggas be wantin' ta chick
Stay chick, whenever, however, it's goin' down, bitch

They wanna dress like, sound like
be like, ride like, get high like, make cheese like
The motherfuckin' 6, bitch you got a problem wit 'em?
The motherfuckin' Three 6, hoe you got a problem wit

They wanna like, wanna sound like
Wanna be like, ride like, get high like, cheese like
The motherfuckin' Three 6, bitch you got a wit 'em?
The motherfuckin' Three 6, hoe you got a problem wit