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Yeah it's Pat up in this
"Layin' the Smackdown", "North North"
Three 6 Mafia fin a rip it it's supposed to be
Handle shit

one, smack one, run off wit ya sack son
Anybody wit the loot, give it up or shoot
Bow down M-town, niggaz like to ride
Snort on some good dope, smoke on some good
Friday payday, so I'm at the Junt
fo' a big lick, fiendin' for a fat blunt
Saw my caught me one slippin'
On the of the club takin' a pissin'
No mask on face I didn't need it
He can be damn fool and get heated
Point blank, snatch bank, runnin' a track star
Heart fast like I ate out the crack jar
No one saw me made clean
That means that I still to get paid
Late night, all night jackin on the
Breakin up a dice game or where it's

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(I'm a rob me some niggaz) I'm fucked up
A gotta try something
(I'm a rob me some niggaz) Mane my up
A nigga try something
(I'm a rob me niggaz) Mane I'm dead broke
A nigga gotta try
(I'm a rob me some niggaz) I'm out of dope
A gotta try something

I ran up in the bank put a to his head
Told the clerk a robbery nigga drop the bread
Then I ran like a bitch my folks was outside
So I in the car, mashed the gas start to ride
the westside of Tennesse, I heard the news
Nigga have went to Mexico, my face was on the tube
Most wanted for a I should have stayed in class
I was a stupid as I didn't even wear a mask

I guess you by now the BHZ do not play
My pussy are down and gonna spray
still robbin' niggaz and jackin' fo yo clothes
And have you runnin round like college exposed
My Tulane niggaz you knowin' they strapped
DJ Paul they put The Haven on the Map
But it's too many in The Haven to claim
So we gon all bring guns we gon' all pain.

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You can do ya do to keep ya ass in
CB and mane I ain't playin
Wit in my Muthafuckin right hand
I'm a stick it to ya body, and start
Me muthafuckin money out ya fuckin
me them rings and that fuckin' watch n you
Betta listen up I start poppin it's me again
I'm robbin

Slap on his block wit the
And down to the rocks
for his knot in his pocket strip him
Down his socks, and feel this 44
steam right off this scope
And I let him smoke If I go in ya and ya broke
Ya got a nuts rollin' my hood on ya twankies
Now ya gotta drop off bitches and that ring on ya pankies
ya give me ya green, ya pills, and ya powda
Or I gotta pump the gauge and let you take a buck shower