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Three 6 Mafia

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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2008

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[Intro]
Yeah man, yeah man
These motherfuckin' suckers up in here playin' these motherfuckin' games man
Ain't nothin' but a hoe-ass nigga man and you know it~!
Put your finger on his motherfuckin' forehead and push that sucker head back man
And tell that nigga man, tell that nigga

[Bridge]
You a, hoe, nigga, hoe
Nigga, hoe, nigga, hoe
You a, hoe, nigga, hoe
Nigga, hoe, nigga, hoe, here's what'cha do!

[Chorus: x2]
Play wit'cha Playstation, play wit'cha Playstation
Play wit'cha Playstation, play wit'cha Playstation
Don't play with me boy (no sir) don't play with me boy (no sir)
Don't play with me boy (no sir) don't play with me boy (no sir)

[Verse One]
Niggas think that I need 'em, I'm the one that feed 'em
I'm the one that lead 'em, I'm the one that freed 'em
Nothin can subtract from me I make a hundred thousand daily
Niggas thinkin' that they hurtin' me, I'm the one that's payin' me
This ain't one man to grow on, real niggas keep this in mind
Never cash yo' pearls from off these snakes, and these fuckin' swines
Show less than necessary, keep these fakers off in the dark
Half off these niggas ain't happy for ya, over half wanna see you robbed
Try to get yo' hook up, course you have to get your connect
They ain't heard of the word love, they ain't heard of the word respect
Never let 'em know what'chu got, don't work with friends, use enemies
Bitch you wanna be me? Hoe don't play me

[Bridge] 

[Chorus]

[Verse Two]
You actin' like you hard, and you say what you done robbed (hell naw!)
You say you from the hood, and you claimin' all the parts (hell naw!)
I heard you sold a little dope but then I heard you didn't (hell naw!)
I know you on the dog food, cause that's why you was itchin' (hell naw!)
They say you just a lil' bitch, a look can be deceiving (hell naw!)
They say you carry a big gun, but I don't believe that either (hell naw!)
And every girl you talk you make as if you knocked it up (hell naw!)
Is you 16 on down, nigga what the f*ck? (naw!)
I know you gotta make some ends, lie and shit to impress your friends
Say you own a big boy Benz, did 20 years in pen
Flaugin' like you own own, flaugin' cause you known known
Don't you know I'm grown grown, and I crack yo' dome dome

[Bridge] 

[Chorus]

[Bridge: Repeat till fade]

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