We bout To Ride Lyrics by Three 6 Mafia

We bout To Ride Lyrics

    {dj paul: talking}
    Yeah nigga
    The mother fuckin two time two time motherfuckin champions in this bitch
    I got another motherfuckin gold plaque on the wall now nigga
    Now tell me what you think about that look me in my eyes
    And tell me nigga bitch bitch bitch bitch hoe hoe hoe nigga

    {juicy j}
    (background mixed through various parts of whole song)
    Drop em in the trunk lock em in trunk real fast you'll be flying

    {crunchy black}
    We bout to ride on these fools cock these nines on these fools (x2)

    {dj paul}
    Like thisssssssssss
    Now in my city its so real in my city its so fake
    Got some niggas that's gone play got some niggas that gone hate
    Got some niggas that's gone dis the treal niggas on the tape
    But them the ones who want the streets so they start to evaporate
    That's why them niggas ain't around no more
    Cause them niggas could sell no more
    Without the hypnotize or the prophet nigga you is no more
    Got plaques up on my walls
    Got twenties on my cars
    Keep coming like you coming and i'm gonna show you
    I ain't fucked up bout no charge nigga

    {juicy j}
    Can you niggas feel my pain
    Catch me standing in the rain
    Holding on a rusty 2
    Bout to act a fuckin fool
    Is the 6 the devil though
    Make you wanna powder your nose
    Have you smoking hydro weed
    Satisfaction guaranteed
    Bucking wild and throwing signs
    Knowing these niggas done loss they minds
    Blame it on coriddy and ooh
    When we cock them thangs and shoot
    Thinking somebody had seen my face
    Now i'm gonna catch a murder case
    Just gonna beat him round for round and leave him in the river

    {[dj paul] crunchy black}
    [they try to]
    We bout to ride on these fools cock these nines on these fools (x4)

    {dj paul: talking}
    Hahaha y'all niggas still don't understand
    Nigga look around motherfucker look the fuck around you
    And see who you see nigga all you see is me
    Hypnotized c-a-m-motherfuckin-p bitch
    Come on come on keep it coming keep it coming keep it coming

    {project pat}
    So you wanna try a
    Nigga with the nine-a
    Creep up from behind ya
    Like the macarena
    Shoot ya in your spine-a
    Strap ya like a minor
    Patch out your hizead
    Slug bloody rized
    Staying on the low low
    Hating that's a no no
    Duck taping trick up
    In the trunk you go go
    You gonna shake and shiver
    Pain i deliver
    Kidnapping fools throw they body in the river

    {koopsta knicca}
    Let get this on
    You think i just piss off them fuckin sluts then a
    The streets auto traffic gonna fuck you up but now
    I had to tremble quick cause he bump with it
    Got some midgets in my clizick now i'm pimping bitch
    My friends have brand new teams
    Twenties hundred ain't she motherfuckin funny
    North memphis come we catching everything and money
    Home at night keep my motherfuckin eyes open
    Cause last night i'm dealing with the fedz in the corner store

    {crunchy black}
    Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo
    I locked em in the trunk
    And dropped they bodies off
    See cash in b.z. you get that sawed off funk
    Point to your head and then left someone dead
    Then try that with thugs and be half out your head
    See messing with me is like messing with the fedz
    See messing with me is like being halfway dead
    Most niggas don't walk my path i done already laid
    Put 2 in the gun and flex so i won't be in that resting place

    {lord infamous}
    Don't make me get ignorant, feel the incisions
    I shall make fragments, daggerous dragon
    Poison and lashes, 2000 hazardous
    Can you imagine, me with the magnum
    Fire breathing dragon, blow away the ashes
    What the fuck happen, torture and trap them
    Satan is digging, scarecrow premonition
    The world is ending, please make a decision

    {lachat}
    Mayn fuck that shit
    Go get that bitch and throw her ass in my trunk
    That infrared net be getting her head
    She make more sounds and she dumped
    Where the fuck the evidence bitch
    Only heat for my witness
    You think i'm playing what you saying
    Lachat ain't bout her business
    I tote my glock i keep it cocked
    The .38 slug for a nigga
    Could be my brother husband cousin
    Fuck him i pull the trigger
    Got no remorse wont sympathize
    Ain't got no love in my soul
    Don't fuck with me know who i be
    Lachat that murdering hoe

    {t-rock}
    I got him running from my slugs wrath
    Niggas get they mugs snapped
    Licking shots from plastic glocks
    You marinate in blood baths
    Ignorance leave my manner
    Silently concealed with anna
    Hoe i pugulize your skull
    And split it with the snipers scanner
    Insert the capping glock
    Gunpoint faster props
    Lock and load like master lock
    And hit you for an aftershock
    I'm a snake so meet your fate
    Compensate the paper chase
    Triple 6 is running shit
    Corroborate and we make you wait

    {lil pat}
    You's out there thinking we just bullshittin
    About this shit gone whined up being
    The very motherfucker with they wig split
    Laying there in the corner
    That you cant just see me come out of
    Now you think a nigga still playing
    Bitch what's up cuz
    Like i always said
    I'm gonna tell you once and ain't no more
    I think i done made it clear enough
    About how these ballers like the road
    I ain't you hoe
    Lil p don't mess with me when i get good and crunk
    Or you gonna find yourself locked in the fuckin trunk

    {juicy j}
    (background mixed)
    Drop em in the trunk lock em in trunk real fast you'll be flying

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