Gotcha Shakin Lyrics by Three 6 Mafia

Gotcha Shakin Lyrics

    -yeah, you fuckin punk, i'm finna take ya muthafuckin beat and go
    Nationwide with it, bitch. don't ever bite the muthafuckin dick that
    Feeds you.

    Triple fuckin 6 in ya face gotcha shakin just my-
    Triple fuckin 6 in ya face gotcha shakin just my-
    Triple fuckin 6 in ya face gotcha shakin just my-
    Triple fuckin 6 in ya face gotcha shakin just my-
    Triple fuckin 6 in ya face gotcha shakin just my-
    Triple fuckin 6 in ya face gotcha shakin just my-
    Triple fuckin 6 in ya face gotcha shakin just my
    Thugs from pro-prophet the posse i'll give em a reason to duck

    [gangsta boo]
    What's up to my gangsta bitches chargin niggas
    All up out they profits
    What's up to my niggas slangin dope or dodgin crooked coppas
    Yes this crazy lady all up out it for the n-zine 6
    How the fuck you think i love you boy when i'm a playa, dig
    All that shit i'm sayin, i'm not playin, fuck you slaw ass boys
    Actions speakin louder than my words, but you still makin noise
    Nigga, let me tell ya ho you fucked up with the wrong click
    Turn yo volume up and listen closely to this gansta bitch
    While you out there fackin on them jacks man we comin up
    Smokin on them sweets filled with ink, gettin real buck
    Talkin all that shit, moviemaker i must say you are
    Nationwide, shit, on yo ass, ho we movin far
    Not buyin that shit, prophet posse, triple fuckin 6
    Smilin, clownin, upside down and frownin back up out our shit
    Mrs. lady gangsta boo just had to let you know
    Closin up the chapter, trick that's after, bitch that's all she wrote

    Chorus (4x): triple triple fuckin 6 in ya face gotcha shakin
    Just my thugs from pro-prophet the posse
    I'll give em a reason to duck

    [juicy j]
    These niggas be playa hatin and runnin they fuckin mouth
    Then get in the studio and that's all they rap about
    We totin them ya'll thangs, you smokin that cocaine
    I heard you do primos bitch, you can't fool the juiceman
    I'm blowin these port squares, and snowball, ?ac air?
    Ridin, click on you hoes, while you walk with nappy hair
    Keep runnin yo mouth my nig, we constantly gettin rich
    And after you hear this i bet you will ride it, bitch!

    [lord infamous]
    Look at the mess that my floss start to make
    Bullets are bouncin all over the place
    Bodies start fallin upon to the floor
    Everyone's tryin to file out the door
    What did you fuck with the triple 6 for?
    Knowin we blessed with no prisoners of war


    Me fill a slug behind yo earlobe, duck me leave you plugged
    Me leave you suffocating soakin in yo fuckin blood
    Scarecrow, buckin bastards, back up of me
    Knock off your dust, stop puffing on my bud
    You got castrated cause you got no nuts, ho

    Chorus (4x)

    [d.j. paul]
    It's gon be another deadly night more violent, more silent
    As we stroll this bitch mo got down, my infrared got em on the roll
    Owens, burbans clean as fuck, smile as i roll down the street
    Yo lyric was weak as fuck, so ho i just stole yo beat
    Crunchy man i been thinkin man i know what we got right here
    A nigga that shoot, a nigga that lately get his name out there
    Fuck man these bitches weaker than water, black,
    He need to stay the fuck up outta my hood or chris and i'll find pat
    I'm gettin low down and dirty with my 30-30
    Just like you'll never be in rolls, be a hook, with my nose
    Dirty blastin that infrared at yo ass, ain't you scared ho, tangaray
    Mad dog, and i'm full of blow
    Man never will you set our bodies in the same clothes, oh, bitch
    Never will you ride the same rides i done rode
    Just lookin at ya, i plan to tell ya you broke as fuck
    Triple fuckin 6, givin yo ass a reason to duck bitch

    Chorus (4x)

    [d.j. paul, gangsta boo, juicy j]
    -yeah, bitch, ya'll know what time it is, 3-6 muthafuckin mafia in this
    Ho, you muthafuckin bitch ass boy, you'll never ride the muthafuckin
    Rides we done rode, nigga, on gold thangs, ho, you know what i'm sayin,
    You ain't never gon wear versace like a nigga or drink cristale like a
    Nigga you muthackin, muthackin malt liquor drinkin ass bitch
    -you is a weak as nigga, why you talk all that shit, shit talkin
    Muthafucka, moviemakin, actor, character ass, bitch ass, weak ass, trick
    Nappy hair ass boy
    -you boodie eatin muthafucka, dick suckin ass lickin, cock lickin
    -nigga, nigga, nigga you's a payless ass nigga, bitch
    -punk ass, ho, you can't claim funkytown-
    -we muthafuckin nationwide, bitch, you better ask somebody bout it ho,
    Billboard bound, ho, prophet town bound, bitch
    -nigga ain't got no money, you broke ass...
    -you muthafuckin $2 ass nigga, i break ya down to $1.50 muthafuckin ho
    -you primo smokin muthafucker
    -you muthafuckin bitch, you milkshake ass nugga, i'm stirrin you up ho
    -i heard you had aids you weak muthafucka
    -you sissy muthafucka straight dick goin dirty ass round ho, ho,ho, fuck
    All these hoes
    -wooooooooo!
    -yessir! 3 muthafuckin 6, bitch
    -prophet posse the posse bitch! prophet posse the posse bitch!
    -woo wooooooooo!
    -prophet posse the posse, bitch!
    -hey, yessir!
    -prophet posse the posse bitch!

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