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Текст (слова) песни: Three 6 Mafia - We Shootin 1st



[hook]

cause bitch we shoot em first

We dont ask questions later

Were triple 6, triple 6 fuckin haters

And its on if you niggaz

Wanna bring it to the door

To you cowards in my face

Im a treat you like a hoe

[gangsta boo]

Since you niggaz talkin shit

About the dirty dirty six

Lemme see if you can bump out

And be featured on a hit

Radio the love my songs

Ballin niggaz love my thongs

If you wanna go to war

I suggest you bring it on, nigga

I aint no little girl

I been down in the streets

Remember me hillcrest

Nigga reppin baz

Shoot a finger fuck a spot

Niggaz drop, niggaz drop

But everybody in the club

Lookin hard nigga he aint hot

We be cold froze wrists

Got you bitches in a blitz

Mad cause I be hanging round

Them niggaz in the triple six

Bitches wanna say this

Bitch I aint stuntin you

I be on the charts blowin up

Bitch look at you

Niggaz be mad

Actin like some fuckin hoes

If you cant stand the truth

Nigga keep your eyes closed

Dj paul, juice man

Crunchy black, lord imfamous

Im the one

Mrs. crazy lady gangsta boo bitch

[hook 2x]

[crunchy black]

Niggaz talk shit

Well they might as well talk shit

Talk this

When I bring that fuckin chalk bitch

And put your body in a body bag or somethin

And drop your bitch ass off in a river my cousin

You shouldve never played the dozens

With a nigga like me

It be c fuckin b

And Im hard to be

Niggaz talk a lot of shit

But I promise you dog

Im a blast at your ass

And let the gun revolve

Niggaz always tryin to be real hard

Niggaz always tryin to pray to god

When they got their ass caught up in some bullshit

And thats some bullshit

You gotta finish it

You gon remember this

Aint no game I play

Poppin shots at your ass

With the a fuckin k

Nigga watch what you say

When you talkin to me

Nigga watch what you say

When you talkin to c

[hook 1x]

[dj paul]

Put a mask on, gone in man do the shit [4x]

[lord imfamous]

My arteries pump acid

I love to pop that plastic

Life is filled with maggots

Nigga I let you have it

With automatic havoc

While faggots ride or tag it

Boy Im psychopathic

Milli clips big rappin

What I got for a mackin

For funeral compassion

Better close that casket

When I hit for that stackin

Wanna know the business

Stay out my fuckin business

Gossip like some bitches

But yall no competition

Better pay attention

Ill cook you like a kitchen

Diss and leave you missin

And on a murder mission

Critical condition

Got plenty ammunition

Dont need to catch you slippin

Ill fuck you up lil pimpin

Lord have mercy hurt you with verses

Got you puntas rollin in hearses

Hate the six we got platinum plus a

Your shit on shelves collectin dust a

[hook 1x]

[dj paul]

Put a mask on, gone in man do the shit [4x]

 

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