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lirik lagu three 6 mafia - f**k dat s**t

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n-gg-, buck in the club like f— that s—
got my tone in the club like f— that s—
fire a blunt up on the dance floor, f— that s—
straight walk up to that boy like f— you b—-

slap a trick in front his b—- like f— that s—
start a fight with the thickest click, f— that s—
get kicked out this b—- like f— that s—
shoot that thang at security, n-gg-, f— you b—-

see i’m a ride me a chevy with them for doors
and blow some dough, dough
sit back and watch a flick on screens wide a red hoe
on double deuce, i met this b—- up at the club
i had a tech if her neighbors wanna buck

wide a n-gg-, ‘cuz i’m from the south side of town
b a z, and i’m reppin’, even if ya aren’t around
i match a blunt with the real, shoot a b-mp with the real
but i ain’t a baller, i just deal

with these drugs and thugs and these n-gg-z that’s locked up
i lock em’ down with some of that pure white stuff
like some dro, pop a pill, sip some syrup, it ain’t no deal
but you gotta stay the same when you high, keep it trill

and i still blow a blunt to take the pain out
‘cuz if i don’t get high, i’d probably blow my f—–‘ brains out
‘cuz straight thugs love it ‘cuz i’m a keep it killa
and i’m a dedicate this to my real -ss n-gg-z, yeah

n-gg- buck in the club like f— that s—
got my tone in the club like f— that s—
fire a blunt up on the dance floor, f— that s—
straight walk up to that boy like f— you b—-

slap a trick in front his b—- like f— that s—
start a fight with the thickest click, f— that s—
get kicked out this b—- like f— that s—
shoot that thang at security, n-gg-, f— you b—-

woo, i think you know the mother f—— business now, wannabes
hypnotize minds, three 6 mafia, roll with us or get ran over
shoot with us or get shot the f— up n-gg-

in the middle of the club, dolla on swoll
take me a scoop, put it to my nose
walkin’ through the crowd, knock your trick down
pistol in my draws, don’t make me pull it out

twist another blunt, fill it real krunk
forty in the club, outside it’s the pump
top off the syrup, take me a swig
there go my dawgs, what’s up my nigs?

security starin’, they better not try it
‘cuz we will start a mother f—–‘ riot
the crowd is swayin’, three 6 playin’
it’s on now, no rules we obeyin’

security p-ssed, they started to march
just in time, i got outta dutch
but i was spotted and kicked out
ran back in, shots rang out

n-gg- buck in the club like f— that s—
got my tone in the club like f— that s—
fire a blunt up on the dance floor, f— that s—
straight walk up to that boy like f— you b—-

slap a trick in front his b—- like f— that s—
start a fight with the thickest click, f— that s—
get kicked out this b—- like f— that s—
shoot that thang at security, n-gg-, f— you b—-

as a young n-gg- in the hood kinda p-ssed off
‘cuz i gotta big bank and his pockets too short
frustrated all the time, wanna tear the roof off
wanna be a gangsta but the n-gg- too soft

kinda sissified, like that famous f-got, ru paul
but he can not hide, letting them q—– knock his boots off
hope he get his s— together, grow up till he too tall
instead of letting these rubbers go up in his -ss to raw

n-gg-z hatin’ on me but they just don’t know
c-b he gotta gun and i’m ’bout to explode
keep talking that s— like you standin’ ten toe
you don’t know me n-gg-, you don’t know me bro

i’m up in the club and i’m smoking on dope
your b—- is talkin’ s— but it’s time to go
i’m a catch you little lame b—— at the door
and spray you b—- down like a water hose

n-gg- buck in the club like f— that s—
got my tone in the club like f— that s—
fire a blunt up on the dance floor, f— that s—
straight walk up to that boy like f— you b—-

slap a trick in front his b—- like f— that s—
start a fight with the thickest click, f— that s—
get kicked out this b—- like f— that s—
shoot that thang at security, n-gg-, f— you b—-


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