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Текст (слова) песни: Three 6 Mafia - Wolf Wolf



[Chorus]

WOLF, WOLF!

All you want, run your mouth in the street

But you AIN`T GONNA FUCK with a picture of me

I don`t give a MOTHERFUCK if you a hundred deep

But you AIN`T GONNA FUCK with a picture of me

[Verse One: Lord Infamous]

Tell them hoes they get slapped, and them niggaz get stomped

If crunk was a .44 this be the pump

Hit the floor like a maniac, everybody thump

`Cause nobody bump like the Hypnotized bump

So rush them to the left, push them to the right

Fuck a nigga up wanna start some shit tonight

Bust some heads fuck it, bust a motherfucking leg

Bust dem rude boys up with the naughty dreads

Rush `em up, push `em grab `em and slam `em

Swing dem elbows boy drop that hammer!

Juiceman, Paul, Lord Infamous, and Crunch

I dare you niggaz to throw the first punch

We ain`t satisfied `till a nigga leave paralyzed

Underground out warning out it`s the Hypnotized

Chaos, destruction, mayhem, panic

Lose your motherfucking bitch do some damage!

[Chorus - 2X]

[Verse Two: Juicy "J"]

["North, North" repeated through the entire verse]

What the fuss about?

Is it cause a nigga got dough?

What the cuss about is it cause a nigga got hoes?

Hate to be the one to tell ya that a player got your honey

Got her working up in here niggaz taking all her money

In the back of a black Cadillac suck-n-jack

Niggaz kill for them X pills, trying to clean our cataracts

Sitting in the front like a mack, smoking sacks

This is real smoking Laden kills, playing a game of "Pass it back"

If I buy a brand new car, haters get mad

If I buy some shoes for the bitch, haters get sad

If I get your brains blow out, then they crying

TV`s as they bump off in the rear, then they dying

I close a lot of doors

I pimp a lot of whores

I fuck your main gal and she`s down on all four

I`m straight from the North

I`m down to the core

It`s in my fucking veins, and it sweating out my pores

[Chorus - 2X]

[Verse Three: Dj Paul]

They never take me alive, I`m getting high with my .45

Stash in my ride, watching haters in they eyes

I rather go in a blaze then be taken by some bitches

I seem I`m doing better since I got away from snitches

I`m the rawest, quick the break the lamest

Really all they saw is how quick I broke his rawest

Your dog DJ Paul AKA the K.O.`Em (Memphis)

Slap naggers in they mouth cause they act like women

We out the fucking frizame, we`re off the fucking chizain

I keeps me a tone, don`t you dare step to me mane

I lives in the south where them thugs outta control

You look off in they mouth you see a whole lotta gold

I love to load clips, I love to shoot guns

I love to load bullets in they back when they run

These niggaz talk shit around they click just for fun

But see `em in the streets the motherfuckers play dumb, nigga!

[Chorus - 2X]

 

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