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Yeah I Rob lyrics by Three 6 Mafia

 

Yeah I Rob by Three 6 Mafia


[DJ PAUL]
Yeah, mafia! 3 6 mafia! This is for you muthaf**kin hoes in the muthaf**kin club
Runnin round here clownin, frownin, muggin, like ya'll some muthaf**kin gangstas. Nigga ya'll some muthaf**king hoes. A nigga know you from the hood nigga and we gon' show wus really real nigga, for real for real b**ch!
[CHORUS] 2x
Yeah i rob, yeah i steal,
Yeah i'll put ya body in a field
Now here i go b**ch nigga, f**k wit me
(f**k wit me)
Now here i go b**ch nigga, f**k wit me
(f**k wit me)
[DJ PAUL]
Now 3 6 we representin thugs
We reppin for the gangs
and the niggaz using drugs
We reppin for the gangsta ass gals in the club
We reppin for the headbussaz keepin mean mugs, i'ma keep me a slug
For 1 of you fakers
i got 100 rounds its 100 imitaters
So many wannabees folks wit beefs in the industry, niggaz claimin killa but they scared of these f**kin streets believe
[JUICY J]
Walk up in the club like a thug get yo ass kicked, step up off in the parkin lot and leave in a casket
Actin like a scary b**ch you gigglin and laughin, let me hit that f**kin weed hurry up and pass it
Yeah they call me Juicy j the 3 6 mafia bandit
Gotta ride on 24s or somethin wit a candy
Pounds of dat weed yeah a nigga keep it handy
A real bad b**ch and a 5th of dat brandy
[CHORUS] 2x
[ MR. BIGG]
Now when i pull up at the club im lookin so clean
77 cut dogg painted lime green
The hoes got quiet when i pull up on the scene for all u ugly ass hoes i gotta fake wedding ring
Today im married and my wife don't play
So if you want me to cheat ugly bitck you gotta pay
Its gon' cost 1000 dallars if you wanna see me play
I'll f**k you sideways bout 30 minutes straight
Then clean off my dick cuz a gotta kill the smell out
Holla at ya later i got mo dick to sell i got mo pussies to swell and mo dreams to tell and tell ya old man i aint goin back to jail
Im the last Mr. Bigg and i always keep it real
I'ma Alabama nigga representin mo beer
And i live in the mall i stay dressed to kill and i got so many diamonds it dont even look real nigga!
[CRUNCHY BLAC]
I got 6 different ways to kill ya showty
Got 6 different spots to put ya body
Got 6 different ways to cut ya up
And i even got 6 niggaz in it ya bro
Now how the f**k niggaz gon' talk that stuff
When niggaz like us come shoot the club up
And if you keep talkin we gon' make you what
You b**ch ass niggaz gon' catch that cut
[LORD INFAMOUS]
Back up in the club, dalla on swole
Sippin on AOs residue in my nose
In dat b**ch 12 deep, freak b**ches in my fleet
Hoe quit actin like you neva seen a nigga on TV
Got my uzi and my face in a bird like fontana
I prey one of you b**ches try step to me with ana(blah)
I parent memphis sh*t, lord the livin legend
Still makin niggaz drop like 3 time felons
[CHORUS] 2x



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