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Viewing Lyrics for Where Da Killaz Hang:
| | | Artist: | Three 6 Mafia |
| | Album: | The End | | Track: | Where Da Killaz Hang | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 4 | | | | Lyrics: | Chorus
I represent where them killaz hang
(Lord Infamous)
The ganja I'm
chokin'
The laws'll get broken
The pussies are open
The killas is scopin'
The
(?) is smokin'
Is bloodily soakin'
The Scarecrow
The sicker
The Snizote I'm
locin'
We up in the attic
My victim in panic
They try to get franic
Got blowed
off the planet
They don't understand it
Soldiers can't stand it
That's how I planned
it
Fuck you goddamnit
My automatic
Ready for static
Blastery tragic
Have
you in plastic
Way my mind be twisted
Got me itchin' gotta have it
Niggas want to
approach Lord Infamous
But I am loco I will blow
Your head off your shoulders
(Project Pat)
Mister murderer robbers
Niggas with some charges
You fake
mothafuckas
We gonna finish what you started
Yo heart is a nigga set
Bitch you best
ah have a gat
Smoke a nigga
With that trigga
Memphis nigga Project Pat
I'm down
like the Kamakaze souldier on a killin' spree
Once we get into it dog
You gonna have to
murder me
Who I be
I'm hidin' in the bushes layin'
Push us to the ground
Ghetto
clown
Off your blood you shall drown
Chorus
(Koopsta Knicca)
Too dim
not today
Now the koopstas off the streets
Only real G's close to me
He's (?)
People sayin' folks
Tryin' to take me as a joke
But this pimp shit bitch
Can't go I
ti-zook all of you hoes
Loadin' up my mind
Daily fuckin' my patience
Runnin' from my
visitations
Just the coo fool can ya face me
Claim to be my friend
When ya takin' a
second look
I guess it's on then
Big bizness bitch
No money on my book
Manne
this shit is hectic
So I'm callin' up to got
Me and my charge partna booga
He's a
rapper down with us
Party (?) 17's where I dwell
Stale (?) on my shelf
I'm fellin' as
if I'm in hell
Yea soon I be bailed
Pale well if it's swell
Triple platinum with the
(?)
Deja Vu fuck when I left
Oh me isn't this a binitch
Please excuse me for my
frenech
But you writin' all these lyrics
If ya hear me then ya feel me
Chorus
(Crunchy Black)
In the hood where I dwell
And I dwell real well
For
you playa hatin' ass bitches
Manne you might as well burn in hell
When you smell the
aroma
>From them blunts when I hit corners
Don't you duck
Don't you dodge
Cuase
it's only gonna be
Murder murder on my mind
Leavin' blank in the pass
When you drop
that fuckin' glass
Manne I bet'cha I kill yo ass
Nigga pop with the glock
In a pine
fuckin' box
Don't you try to call the fuckin' cop
Cause a nigga ain't gonna stop
(Project Pat)
Shootin', cappin', jack and chill
Lettin' you so calleds know the
deal
Hollow tips yo ass gonna feel
Roll yo dice bitch and you real
Fuckin' with the
click, the crew, the clan
You gon' recognize
G's swangin' out they trees
Have you
stankin' with the flies
Cries comin' up out yo mouth
But they muffled by the tone
When I pull the trigga back
You enter the enternal zone
Southside killas
Always
stayin' strapped with them thangs
Project Pat
Memphis, Tennessee
Where them killaz
hang
Chorus | | | |
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