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1 - (oh no) at the club, when at the club
When at the club, we get so
We try to tear up some

(oh no) when at the club, at the club
When at the club, we get so
We try to up some shit

(oh no) when at the club, when at the
at the club, we get so bumped
We try to tear up some

(oh no) at the club, when at the club
at the club, we get so bumped
We try to tear up some

[gangsta
Oh no, you
Misses boo comin' atcha
Wit niggas guaranteed to wet fuckin coochies, watered up
We be the roughest, my be the buckest, my team be the quickest
you say "what the fuck was it? !
Who that be? she at? we besta get her, yo!"
Triple 6, gangsta boo, why don't you & get me ho? !
Bet niggas on the payroll, ready to swat you baby
Slice & dice your ass some fruit wit a chrome machetti
I hope you ready to see in your fuckin' dreams
Make believe shit come true, what I mean nigga?
I'm control like a fucked up roller coaster ride
Let me get high, thought you died (nigga)
I be the mindless, shoot bitches, when I
I don't give a fuck 'cause ya
What the for?
You do not pay me
do you break me
Hypnotize comin' for
We chasin'

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(oh no) I'm & tired of playin' wit these fuckin' hoes
All my life I seen friends another fuckin' foes
If a nigga out to sea, what the you get back?
A group of niggas sellin' ? 'caine
'bout how you back
I make the that ? like...
believe me? test me jack
*brrap, brrrrap brrap
You better be nimble, you better be
this fuckin' forty click
It's be cold in your partna's house
Wit hoes in your bitch

Ain't a killa, ain't a nigga, by the
But a hustla, I'm by the
the trouble, kickin' doors
Guns to
'caine
In the snow, or in the
I'm maintain
In the street, or on the
I'm grips
dice
The cheese, I
I pimp a
Runnin' combs, on phones
I'm in home
Put them toes, up in face
So now on

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Ha, I got ? ?
Yes, on the c-b set
Make you deaf, ? ha, if you wanna flex
a neck ? bent
Like some missed up out your
>from the ?
Many I been sexed
By the & this ?
a mic up off stage, if it's cordless
Yes, the gangsta way I test
Take three x
I smoke the dope up in my
Hit the head
'em all, by the three 6 multiplicity, no sympathy
Namin' startin' from the
Be this infa-mee
I rip it ?
? ya pretty styles & sympathies go
Make a ? ? , put it on the show, they called it rippley
So the
Sucka who chuckles wit will really catch the knuckles
'cause hoes will duct tape you with ? you got the muscle
I leave you on the curb, make ya head like ? ?
You don't no posse ? ? ?

don't want it
Fatal put the to your stomach
Hittin' you up wit
Give you to run with
The dumbest, nothin' these cats get game from
It's the verbal
It's venom, I'm dissin' 'em by the
Train gas, tryin' to seal you in the gap
foul
Put it in that
Shit, you now?
memphis to your city
My pretty
Lil' gold from
Put the ? to your
Fuck wit hussein &
That's your brain on
I the pain wit slugs
Don't get slain plug
You'll get off
wit hot shots, and dropped off
I spot y'all, when I popped off
It's outlaws in three 6, y'all can't do shit with
slick shit, sheisty, nasty, new brick, mix shit
I'm tellin' you, you my man, I'm holdin' back from you
Screw my
And i'mma be out liquor, smokin' an l for you

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