Текст (слова) песни: Three 6 Mafia - Who Got Dem 9s

(juicy j)

Yeah, juicy j in the house with my nigga project motherfuckin pat

Lettin you niggas know about respect

You know what Im sayin

We gets respect off in these motherfuckin streets

Yeah right

Yeah motherfuckin respect

Chorus x4

Who got dem 9s (who got dem 9s)

Who got dem techs (who dot dem techs)

Throw yo motherfuckin sett

To show you know you got respect

(juicy j)

Wes creepin through your hood

Makin you hoe ass niggas jump

With them doubts somebody hear shots

Got you shakin

Call the cops

When the cops got on the scene all they heard was cries and screams

Triple 6 niggas are mean

When they blast them triple beams

Seem to me you never learn

So we have to demonstrate

Motherfuck a murder case

Shot the bitch off in his face

Face it hoe and be a man

Play the game until the end

You was out there claimin killa

So to hell, with your friends

All your foes, I suppose

You think ima let you live

No love words never show

So not love is what I give

Get respect off in these streets

Stayin real, packin heat

Some dont wanna see me have

Always out tryin to creep

On the next, do I flex

With them techs, let em kill

Those with anna on your chest

We gon make your blood spill

We for reall off in this shit

If you jump we gon clown

Put a bullet in your head

And lay your body in the ground

Chorus x4

(project pat)

Its gangsta its gangsta

Everybody wanna be a deals, a killa

Fire yall let and you gon be a body

In lobby

Ghetto life is ghetto past the blastin

And askin, for that fuckin loot

And then Im dashin, harrassin

If you real

Then you respect the real one

I feel some

Niggas need to have a chat with nina, the enforcer

187 soldiers in this motha

Ill smother those who thnk they bolder than no other

A buster gon lose his fuckin life up in the gizame

Ill dusta gets right upside your head

And blow your brizains to pieces

And even if its your time to clock those glocks down

So watch out

Wasnt raised to be no hoe, Im takin my glock down

And motherfuck police

Cause when its on

Bitch its murder

So go and get your toes and your click

And ima serve ya

I urge ya, dont be lookin at my face dog

Watch the 9 r-e-s-p-e-c-t

Oh, you gon give me mine

Chorus...till fade

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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 - Who Got Dem 9s (juicy j) Yeah, juicy j in the house with my nigga project motherfuckin pat Lettin you niggas know about respect You know what Im sayin We gets respect off in these motherfuckin streets Yeah right Yeah motherfuckin respect Chorus x4 Who got dem 9s (who got dem 9s) Who got dem techs (who dot dem techs) Throw yo motherfuckin sett To show you know you got respect (juicy j) Wes creepin through your hood Makin you hoe ass niggas jump With them doubts somebody hear shots Got you shakin Call the cops When the cops got on the scene all they heard was cries and screams Triple 6 niggas are mean When they blast them triple beams Seem to me you never learn So we have to demonstrate Motherfuck a murder case Shot the bitch off in his face Face it hoe and be a man Play the game until the end You was out there claimin killa So to hell, with your friends All your foes, I suppose You think ima let you live No love words never show So not love is what I give Get respect off in these streets Stayin real, packin heat Some dont wanna see me have Always out tryin to creep On the next, do I flex With them techs, let em kill Those with anna on your chest We gon make your blood spill We for reall off in this shit If you jump we gon clown Put a bullet in your head And lay your body in the ground Chorus x4 (project pat) Its gangsta its gangsta Everybody wanna be a deals, a killa Fire yall let and you gon be a body In lobby Ghetto life is ghetto past the blastin And askin, for that fuckin loot And then Im dashin, harrassin If you real Then you respect the real one I feel some Niggas need to have a chat with nina, the enforcer 187 soldiers in this motha Ill smother those who thnk they bolder than no other A buster gon lose his fuckin life up in the gizame Ill dusta gets right upside your head And blow your brizains to pieces And even if its your time to clock those glocks down So watch out Wasnt raised to be no hoe, Im takin my glock down And motherfuck police Cause when its on Bitch its murder So go and get your toes and your click And ima serve ya I urge ya, dont be lookin at my face dog Watch the 9 r-e-s-p-e-c-t Oh, you gon give me mine Chorus...till fade Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Who Got Dem 9s: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/119/1/8172.html Все тексты песен: Three 6 Mafia » Three 6 Mafia - Fuckin Wit Dis Click » Three 6 Mafia - Watcha Do » Three 6 Mafia - Porno Movie » Three 6 Mafia - Body Parts » Three 6 Mafia - Project Hoes » Three 6 Mafia - Live By Yo Rep (Bone Dis) » Three 6 Mafia - Smokin` On Da Dro » Three 6 Mafia - Dont Make Me Kill » Three 6 Mafia - Don`t Be Scared » Three 6 Mafia - M.E.M.P.H.I.S. » Three 6 Mafia - Just Anotha Crazy Click » Three 6 Mafia - Where Da Bud At » Three 6 Mafia - Jus Like Us » Three 6 Mafia - Suck A Nigga D**k (Pt. II) » Three 6 Mafia - J Prince Presents: Realest Niggaz Down S » Three 6 Mafia - Throw Yo Setts In Da Air » Three 6 Mafia - Fuck Dat Shit » Three 6 Mafia - Slippin » Three 6 Mafia - Break Da Law `95 » Three 6 Mafia - Die a Soldier Рекомендуем скачать: » Разные люди, Чернецкий - Я хотел » Руслан Курик - Песня ангела » Р”РјРёС‚СЂРёР№ Р‘РёР»Р°РЅ - РќРµ РћСЃС‚Р°РІР»СЏР№ РњРµРЅСЏ » Русский размер - Ты бы мог » Разные люди, Чернецкий - Русская тоска » Ришат Гилязов - Баллада о молодом моряке » Ришат Гилязов - Самый первый дождь » Рок-острова - Лишь только Солнце » Руки Вверх! - До чего ж я невезучий » Русский размер - Нормальный вечер » Р”РјРёС‚СЂРёР№ Р‘РёР»Р°РЅ - РџРѕР»РЅР°СЏ Р›СѓРЅР° » Руслан Шмаков - Праздник, который всегда с тобой » РќР°РґРµР¶РґР° РљР°РґС‹С?РµРІР° - РљРѕСЃС‚СЂС‹ Р“РѕСЂСЏС‚ Р”Р°Р»РµРєРёРµ » Раиса Абельская - Уходить и приходить... » Разные люди, Чернецкий - Белка » Разные люди, Чернецкий - Россия » Розенбаум Александр - ИЮЛЬСКАЯ ЖАРА » Рада и Терновник - Игрушечные сны » РВСН - Ни слова о любви » Раиса Абельская - Что-то мне не дышится...
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