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Say that shit so much that I don't even got a flex
Why yo hands so small, you look like a t-rex
Six Three Mafia and my height is 6 foot 3 (On God)

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

you know we here to win, I might take your bitch and Might as well go make a demon kid
Brodie is a clown, it's like he got made up by Stephen King, ay,

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

backwood wit some diesel
I’m lookin for teq Tequila
Sippin on syrup by tha litter
Ride wit some racks & just ems

Im having Pills pounds & percs
Water be

for me
First the one
And then came the two and three and four
Five, six, seven, shots from a MAC-11
Platinum producer killed by haters
Tonight

and a pipe
Or a bike and a spinner, a weapon and some transport, for my little nigga
Posted Destiny up on her b-day, and got blocked by bare silly hoes
But

hundred spokes chrome
Knock off some malt liquor by the malzatof

Don't gotta floss, huh, ain't that the truth
Flyin' in boobies, silver six hundred coup

gettin' it
Range Rover on 26's
White on white like storm troopers
Matchin' guns about the Beamer
Three 6 Mafia
Been bumpin' since I was ten years old
My

Man Above

Erick Sermon

Double or Nothing

1995

what?) 

So we gonna do it all night long, 3 hours past by, I'm off the hook 

There's girls everywhere, I swear, I swear 

Smoke in the atmosphere,

-D
Popping my collar like three six mafia
It's 7-12 and it's big Z
Hotter than lava, you ain't got my gwala
Then I ain't finna rap one beat
Everything

to suck a dick
Motherfucker ducked, what the fuck, son of a bitch
Take away my gun, I'm gonna tuck some other shit
Can't tell me shit about the tricks

Rap Game

Eminem

8 Mile

2002

to suck a dick
Motherfucker ducked, what the fuck, son of a bitch
Take away my gun, I'm gonna tuck some other shit
Can't tell me shit about the tricks

a peephole
Just an addict that keeps fiending for his needle

We been out here pimpin' and shit
You been out here simpin' and shit
You be out here on some

go

Round and Round we go
Rollie Pollie Ollie
You phony 
Like Phooey Hong Kong 
You took way to long 
Call me Three 6 Mafia
Ran a Train on ya 
Call me

Airplane

Crucial Conflict

Good Side, Bad Side

1998

tryin to get (?) live off your veins 

keep blowin, flowin, growin now you floating like an airplane 

flying threw the sky some know we po pimpin

For the second time in the lives of most of us
We are
At war
I'm feeling like three 6 Mafia
The money stay on top of ya
Sipping on some syrup
Mike

some more motherfucking money
Okej ay försöker skjuta ned oss baby vi är bulletproof
Power pussies två punkt noll baby vi är en egen tro
Borde ha en egen

Take a step back, I ain't makin no sense
Y'all actin weird, I walk in it get tense
Drop a hundred albums, y'all gon' want me like some fans
Only want me

Christmas Album' on your radio, it goes

And yeah I got a couple things on my Christmas list
A LEGO set, and some games for Nintendo Switch
But it ain't all

back baby, everyone calm down
Three-fifty seven, revolver with six rounds
I'm rolling with bloodhounds
I send a bitch LA, all expenses paid
Made her

lil' boys 
I was bustin' 7'6'2's 
when you was playin' with toys 
[Transformers sample, followed by insane laughter] 
G.I Joe, motherfucka you like

some shit in the 60s when she was 9...
3 6 9 yea very fine...
Sock it to you sock it to you ...
9 more times...
That's code for bumping yin Yang in