You Scared, Pt. 2

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Three 6 Mafia are a rap group originally from Memphis, Tennessee, signed to Sony Music Entertainment under the Columbia Records imprint. Formed in 1991 as Backyard Posse then later Triple 6 Mafia, by DJ Paul, Lord Infamous, Juicy J and Koopsta Knicca, the group later included two more members including; Crunchy Black and Gangsta Boo (who were both added shortly before the release of their debut album Mystic Stylez). The group has also collaborated with many rappers on their own label; Hypnotize Minds, where they have kick started the careers for many Memphis rappers, such as; Frayser Boy, Gangsta Blac, Lil Wyte and Indo G. The group frequently collaborates with Project Pat (Juicy J's older brother). Their 2005 song "It's Hard Out Here for a Pimp" from the fil… more »

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Three 6 Mafia, You Scared 2000-and-Three-6
It's goin' down

You scared, ho (what, what, what), you scared, ho (what, what, what)
You scared, ho (what, what, what), kickin' in the door
I make them bitches hit the floor for keys
You scared, ho (what, what, what), you scared, ho (what, what, what)
You scared, ho (what, what, what), kickin' in the door
I make them bitches hit the floor for keys

Bust in with that 45, make them bitches back it up
Catch 'em ridin' on them thangs, make them bitches jack it up
Hear they got that pot it man, make them bitches bag it up
Finally got that money, man, make them bitches sag it up
Take it to the spot, man, now it's time to crank it up
Don't play, tomorrow's a brighter day, I gotta pack it up
Mean's I be's the first up on the block, I guess to rack it up
Pocket full of stones, oh boy, I gotta track it up
Fuckin' with you snitches, man, don't make me wanna hang it up
But lookin' at a empty plate don't make me wanna keep it up
Any nigga with that work gonna make me wanna creep it up
Even though my pockets don't get deep, they ain't got deep enough
Wishin' I could rob me a bank but I ain't thief enough
I keep it in the hood to rob a nigga chart, they sleep enough
And it's 'bout the time I get my back then I need it up
Time to find another boy, time to gettin' to re-in' up

I think I got 'em scared, I think that they scared of me (you scared, ho)
I think you bitches scared, I think that they scared of me (you scared, ho)
I think I got 'em scared, I think that they scared of me (you scared, ho)
Kickin' in the door, I make them bitches hit the floor for keys
I think I got 'em scared, I think that they scared of me (you scared, ho)
I think you bitches scared, I think that they scared of me (you scared, ho)
I think I got 'em scared, I think that they scared of me (you scared, ho)
Kickin' in the door, I make them bitches hit the floor for keys

Which one of you rappers wanna feel them shots
Sayin' that Juicy J f*ck you out your record money flop
Hope you know these North Memphis soldiers keep a plastic Glock
Stand in front of your house, I'm 'bout to buck you cowards on the spot
Heard you talkin' loud, actin' tough, I guess to gain your props
Man this ain't no radio station, boy quit tryin' to pump your watch
Police yellow tape, somebody blood they wipin' with a mop
What a witness saw when we here, roll on down your corner block
The Mafia Boys, we got them toys, make you drop it off
Pass me the gun, I take the handle then I saw it off
Bust in the bank and make you faint before I knock it off
I'm on that drank and full of dank, ready to break the law
I see them funds, I see you run 'cause I want it all
So fuckin' scared, you talkin' backwards
But we don't care, we like a ladder standin' ten feet tall
Buckin' you, blastin' you, watch you splatter on the fuckin' wall

I think I got 'em scared, I think that they scared of me (you scared, ho)
I think you bitches scared, I think that they scared of me (you scared, ho)
I think I got 'em scared, I think that they scared of me (you scared, ho)
Kickin' in the door, I make them bitches hit the floor for keys
I think I got 'em scared, I think that they scared of me (you scared, ho)
I think you bitches scared, I think that they scared of me (you scared, ho)
I think I got 'em scared, I think that they scared of me (you scared, ho)
Kickin' in the door, I make them bitches hit the floor for keys

Creepin' carefully through the street because it's very real in the field
Ain't no love for pity, ain't nobody cut you no deal
Everyone I know, they do whatever just to get a meal
Or what's in the bottle or the baggie or what's under seal
Careful of the company you keep, everyone ain't trill
'Cause when robbers, mobbers double jaw, just to bust appeal
You got hustlers, dealers bank in every town, every field
That's why I don't hang around no brothers off some mass appeal

Crunchy Black, in this bitch I'm bout to bring the pain
Ain't no gang in my slang, do you understand?
Mess with me then your messin' with the grownest man
Where I'm from, from the slum, niggas shootin' a thang
On the run, now you see me in the papers, man
They were tryin' to stop a nigga from doin' his thang
Can't you mug is the song that I'm singin' man
Hypnotize got me gold diggin' for the chain

I think I got 'em scared, I think that they scared of me (you scared, ho)
I think you bitches scared, I think that they scared of me (you scared, ho)
I think I got 'em scared, I think that they scared of me (you scared, ho)
Kickin' in the door, I make them bitches hit the floor for keys
I think I got 'em scared, I think that they scared of me (you scared, ho)
I think you bitches scared, I think that they scared of me (you scared, ho)
I think I got 'em scared, I think that they scared of me (you scared, ho)
Kickin' in the door, I make them bitches hit the floor for keys

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