Ov Lyrics by Three 6 Mafia

Ov Lyrics

    [lord infamous - talking]
    Yeah, lord infamous ,back in this thang, the scarecrow, keyser soze
    You know in memphis, we got this lil saying, when somebody tryna cross then
    Flodgin, high cappin'
    We got this lil thing we call ov nigga, that means its over

    [lord infamous]
    Fuck with this super thug and get drugged
    Sweep your bodyparts under the rug
    Burry this butcher knife deep in yo guts
    Make you a nice warm blanket of mud
    You fools aint learned to see the rear burn
    Hollow point hit you so hard your body turned
    You have been advised dont fuck with wise guys
    Hypnotize rydaz 4,5 clips surprize
    I know your click is full of wussies
    When you walk by you smell like pussies
    You niggaz aint killa to fuck with godzilla
    Monsters, villans fo real and cap peelaz
    Perpetrate ,tough ,and get fucked up quick
    Whipped like a bitch and shot in the dick
    Infamous, and your neck i will squeeze boy
    Come play wit me, ull see its ov, over

    [hook x2]
    Wanna run up on me its ov
    Test the h c to the p its ov
    Get these bullets on gp its on me
    Better drop down to your knees its ov

    [lord infamous]
    So all you niggaz join gangs because your weak alone
    Catch you by yo self yo ass ol' get gone
    Run up in the door high jack you in yo home
    Tie your ass up and beat ya wit the phone
    You dont wanna feel the force of the tone
    Smack ya in the face and crack your jaw bone
    Hit this cocaine and do yo ass wrong
    Like a 1 in 1, put 2 to yo dome
    Glock, smith and wessen, luga and rugaaa
    Will make sure you have no future
    Cock back the hammer and close your pupils
    Lord wit the sword is very crucial
    Hands in the air yo ass best not move
    Dont make me walk on yo ass wit these boots
    Lord of the hood, i got the crossbolt
    Bulls eye bitch arrow in yo throat

    [hook 2x]

    [lord infamous]
    Beat,rob, break, murder, erase
    Dont run, there-is-no-escape
    Bullets-hit-you right in the face
    Im-not-scared-to catch a case
    Slugz, hoes, blood- all on yo clothes
    Who'll die next
    Nobody knows
    Insain- mane -takin a drain
    Bitch i-will-empty-yo vains
    I -do -not -feel -no- remorse
    Blow-your-mammy ass off the porch
    Slap-yo-punk-ass-all-around
    You-got-2 days-to leave town
    Niggaz-got-they-dick in the dust
    Style-kick-and shot the fuck up
    45s, 9s, and the grenades
    Blow-yo-bitch-right off the stage

    [hook 2x]
    Ov nigga, over [4x]

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