Lyrics:
Fart 1, Fart 2, Fart 3
They're long streams of pure poetry, formed by as many searchable keywords as possible
This is where the work transcends
Every
shots for a nigga like 3 dimes
Niggas undercover like a cold nigga
I'mma break her back like old nigga
Brave enough to stand by my gun you a bold nigga
props for being real, that's how it's supposed to be
(That's how it's supposed to be)
I got some scars all on my back, can't let you close to me (Yeah!)
less
We treated them like they were Bentley's and the hoes loved it
Knew it's us by the Geno Green three X Tee's
Lil Wayne blasting out the speakers,
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We treated them like they were Bentley's and the hoes loved it
Knew it's us by the Geno Green three X Tee's
Lil Wayne blasting out the speakers,
Yeah, Hypnotize Minds, Jesus wins
Three 6 Mafia, Lyfe Jennings, goin' down
Life is beautiful man
But niggas don't respect niggas, you know what
niggas all offended by my views of the 6
When it came to boy, I said that he was a fan
Say the same thing, I said that he was a fan
Tried to do the same
giving Rose the pussy
I love Too tease it
I'm with the same mafia no 3 six
Dice game highlights
With my niggaz I'm Rollin
Three trips waving thru
The blues
mills
My boy kitchen's done, lookin' like a flour mill
You niggas' faces lookin' like you drink sour milk
And your albums like some mothafuckin' fire
performed two songs and most hate it
I'm despised by the heavens, my tombstone is post-dated
I told flex he had to wait to get my album, but I guess he
protection
Done hit me to perfection I was fucked up in the game
While laying in the tub I heard them niggaz call my name
My 6'3 frame to be filled with bullet
of that, he got the nerve to slay'em on keys
Six jobs, two murders, well aware that death comes in three's
We talkin business sense, my nigga don't get me
never miss a swing
And I got to stay fly my god is Three 6 Mafia
Rolled a Juicy J and smoked myself into insomnia
(My eyes are wide)
(My eyes are wide)
lived in the Melph
I introduced myself it's the capital YA
OK? She asked me what I like to drink
I told her Alaza and by the way
You need to pick up some
bitch made this shit hot
3rd album I'm bout to drop
Better go cop may just get stopped by a cop
This shit like corn bout to pop
I'm so electrifying I may
attacked
6'3 In my duck boots
I'on sneak by, I'on duck dudes
Real nigga, no stunt dude
Neva been sus but I fuck dudes
Yo click mad but I touched two
me a new blockbuster deal/
For a n***a to live/
Its gon take shady 4, 5 maybe 6 mil/
I done did 6 albums n***a/
This s***s real/
And now you
from 15, ay
Now shit changed a lot, ay
Six houses 20 cars, ay
Seven hundred thousand on some jewelry
Now they know a nigga large, ay
All of them
left..
And thats why you mad..
Hoe im from the 6
My glock got a dick!..
Call center my bitch
We swipe for the flip
To her im gentlemen..
Side bitch
cockin me like I'm some dime piece
A g from the street so I can never turn beast
Chorus
Verse three:
There's crooked cops, that's why they get shot by
he won't leave
I'm the king guess I'm too cocky
They never seen me confident
After this album you going need some therapy
I think you need cognitive
with plenty dimes,
see I'ma shine like all six of my gold teeth,
when a nigga get through cooking up, this O-Z,
all night on the block til the sun rise,
I may have gotten two right
But I know I missed the rest
I'm staring at the ceiling
Asking God for some help
I know I can't cheat
Cause I'm sitting by
Once upon a time not long ago
When Gonzo was a kid
with no money to show
Before Supreme Team had the corporate beef
When Sean2slow's album was
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