Текст (слова) песни: Three 6 Mafia - Fuck Yall Hoes

(talking)-[d.j paul] and [juicy "j"]

Chorus 1:

[juicy "j]

If you aint claiming g-d

(fuck yall hoes)

If you aint claiming v-l

(fuck yall hoes)

If you aint claiming crips thin

(fuck yall hoes)

If you aint claiming bloods thin

(fuck yall hoes)

If you aint b-a-z

(fuck yall hoes)

If you aint claiming north memphis

(fuck yall hoes)

If you aint claiming orange mound

(fuck yall hoes)

If you aint claiming hal park

(fuck yall hoes)

[lord infamous] (scarecrow)

Bitch we are entertainers

We warfare trainers

We aint gangbangers

But we will make you famous

I show you falling hoes

I show you slippin slopes

I show you swiss I knows

I dangling from the rows

You top that tokeo

Up in the studio

But in the streets they ho

You cool they diff but so...

But if he eat the coke

And wanna go for broke

Lets get them guns out ho, I thank you fucking former ho !

[d.j. paul]

I can fight this nigga

I can whoop this nigga

I can (gun loading) (gun shots)

Boom! with the trigger

I can rob this boy, I can mob this boy

I can call a fucking killer, do a job on this boy

I can make this fool, I can rape this fool

I can get them off my five o-clock or ten o-clock news

I can lend a helping hand

I can be your fucking friend

I can leave his body stankin in a croquer garbage can

Chorus 2:

If you aint claiming hollywood

(fuck yall hoes)

If you aint claiming rucka home

(fuck yall hoes)

If you aint claiming foot home

(fuck yall hoes)

If you aint claiming russell simmons

(fuck yall hoes)

If you aint claiming smokey city

(fuck yall hoes)

If you aint claiming evergreen

(fuck yall hoes)

If you aint claiming l-o-g

(fuck yall hoes)

If you aint claiming dixi holland

(fuck yall hoes)

[gangsta boo]

Dont play with the hypnotize c-a-m-p (a-c)

Blowin small balls nigga feel me

Maybe!

I be what chu call the first lady

Triple six put me through the doors getting money

Now you

Jelous-ass-bitches in my face

Tryin take my shit out of place

(you be steppin bitch)

I be on some hennesy

Mixed with some alizae

Smokin on some hay

On my way

On that plat "a"

("a")

[d.j. paul]

Im hittin on some small niggas

(that rob niggas)

Smoke coke

(with big mob figures)

That star niggas

In p-agg ya

Get em recorded they own pictures

Im takin puss, and dankin drankin

Drank wit warning niggas

I poke them stagged up

And round wit trick a heavy niggas

Im talkin ski-mask

Engage up out of the back seat niggas

Pull the triggers

And I keep a tone, world-rone

Dangers on, hustle grown

Sippin on, burn a post

Papers on, but still Im home

Chorus 3:

If you aint claiming new chicago

(fuck yall hoes)

If you aint claiming foxy brown

(fuck yall hoes)

If you aint claiming pussy ballet

(fuck yall hoes)

If you aint claiming follow home

(fuck yall hoes)

If you aint claiming dub is thin

(fuck yall hoes)

If you aint claiming trig thin

(fuck yall hoes)

If you aint claiming mackly moke

(fuck yall hoes)

If you aint claiming bucker hill

(fuck yall hoes)

[koopsta knicca]

No issues

You think this kid fucked up the fucking problem

Bitch you dont know that koopsta knicca is a murder robber

Got yo motherfucking brother in the back seat

Sweat drippin off his neck

Son of bitch you dont know me

"koopsta"

I kinda hear the whispers in his fucking bed

"knicca"

And you think you got that strip

That why dont you get with him

And if you wanna stress me

Grab my 8.0 is you dead

Say "mister cum a dress ya"

Koopsta got em scared!!!

Chorus 4:

If you aint claiming hall park

(fuck yall hoes)

If you aint claiming witch grove

(fuck yall hoes)

If you aint claiming witch cress

(fuck yall hoes)

If you aint claiming barney thin

(fuck yall hoes)

If you aint claiming drummer town

(fuck yall hoes)

If you aint claiming

(fuck yall hoes)

If you aint claiming

(fuck yall hoes)

If you aint naming

(fuck yall hoes)

(fuck yall hoes)

(fuck yall hoes)

(fuck yall hoes)

(fuck yall hoes)

(fuck yall hoes)

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Three 6 Mafia - Fuck Yall Hoes (talking)-[d.j paul] and [juicy "j"] Chorus 1: [juicy "j] If you aint claiming g-d (fuck yall hoes) If you aint claiming v-l (fuck yall hoes) If you aint claiming crips thin (fuck yall hoes) If you aint claiming bloods thin (fuck yall hoes) If you aint b-a-z (fuck yall hoes) If you aint claiming north memphis (fuck yall hoes) If you aint claiming orange mound (fuck yall hoes) If you aint claiming hal park (fuck yall hoes) [lord infamous] (scarecrow) Bitch we are entertainers We warfare trainers We aint gangbangers But we will make you famous I show you falling hoes I show you slippin slopes I show you swiss I knows I dangling from the rows You top that tokeo Up in the studio But in the streets they ho You cool they diff but so... But if he eat the coke And wanna go for broke Lets get them guns out ho, I thank you fucking former ho ! [d.j. paul] I can fight this nigga I can whoop this nigga I can (gun loading) (gun shots) Boom! with the trigger I can rob this boy, I can mob this boy I can call a fucking killer, do a job on this boy I can make this fool, I can rape this fool I can get them off my five o-clock or ten o-clock news I can lend a helping hand I can be your fucking friend I can leave his body stankin in a croquer garbage can Chorus 2: If you aint claiming hollywood (fuck yall hoes) If you aint claiming rucka home (fuck yall hoes) If you aint claiming foot home (fuck yall hoes) If you aint claiming russell simmons (fuck yall hoes) If you aint claiming smokey city (fuck yall hoes) If you aint claiming evergreen (fuck yall hoes) If you aint claiming l-o-g (fuck yall hoes) If you aint claiming dixi holland (fuck yall hoes) [gangsta boo] Dont play with the hypnotize c-a-m-p (a-c) Blowin small balls nigga feel me Maybe! I be what chu call the first lady Triple six put me through the doors getting money Now you Jelous-ass-bitches in my face Tryin take my shit out of place (you be steppin bitch) I be on some hennesy Mixed with some alizae Smokin on some hay On my way On that plat "a" ("a") [d.j. paul] Im hittin on some small niggas (that rob niggas) Smoke coke (with big mob figures) That star niggas In p-agg ya Get em recorded they own pictures Im takin puss, and dankin drankin Drank wit warning niggas I poke them stagged up And round wit trick a heavy niggas Im talkin ski-mask Engage up out of the back seat niggas Pull the triggers And I keep a tone, world-rone Dangers on, hustle grown Sippin on, burn a post Papers on, but still Im home Chorus 3: If you aint claiming new chicago (fuck yall hoes) If you aint claiming foxy brown (fuck yall hoes) If you aint claiming pussy ballet (fuck yall hoes) If you aint claiming follow home (fuck yall hoes) If you aint claiming dub is thin (fuck yall hoes) If you aint claiming trig thin (fuck yall hoes) If you aint claiming mackly moke (fuck yall hoes) If you aint claiming bucker hill (fuck yall hoes) [koopsta knicca] No issues You think this kid fucked up the fucking problem Bitch you dont know that koopsta knicca is a murder robber Got yo motherfucking brother in the back seat Sweat drippin off his neck Son of bitch you dont know me "koopsta" I kinda hear the whispers in his fucking bed "knicca" And you think you got that strip That why dont you get with him And if you wanna stress me Grab my 8.0 is you dead Say "mister cum a dress ya" Koopsta got em scared!!! Chorus 4: If you aint claiming hall park (fuck yall hoes) If you aint claiming witch grove (fuck yall hoes) If you aint claiming witch cress (fuck yall hoes) If you aint claiming barney thin (fuck yall hoes) If you aint claiming drummer town (fuck yall hoes) If you aint claiming (fuck yall hoes) If you aint claiming (fuck yall hoes) If you aint naming (fuck yall hoes) (fuck yall hoes) (fuck yall hoes) (fuck yall hoes) (fuck yall hoes) (fuck yall hoes) Нравится песня? 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