Yeah. Hypnotize minds, Three 6 Mafia, Academy award winners. What, what, what. Chamillionaire. We stronger than ever, for real, the last to walk. It's goin', it's goin' down!.
Dis, dis, d-dis, dis, dis, d-dis. Dis, dis, dis, d-dis, dis, dis, d-dis. . Dis bitch, dat hoe, hoe let me see ya pussy. Dis bitch, dat hoe, hoe let me see ya pussy.
Talking. . Chorus-DJ Paul-(8x). I'd rather die a soldier. Than nigga live a coward. . (Lord Infamous). Bullets are spittin' alright. I will let the metal slide.
Chorus. Destruction terror and mayhem. Pass me a sissy so suckas I'll slay him. . (Koopsta Knicca). Look in the eyes of this muthafuckin' wise guy. I got the nine on my side.
The most dangerous posse song ever. It's going down, Hypnotize Camp Posse. You did this nigga, shit talkin'. You wanna talk about something nigga. Talk about how many hoes, clothes and bank rolls we got.
We want all. Stop [Incomprehensible] get on tha floor. Right about now. You know what I'm saying?. With a big tata. . You like that?. (I like that). You want that?.
Yeah, y'all know what time it is?. Three 6 Mafia in this thang and we heated it. We 'bout to let y'all know what the business is in the M-town. Like, like.
Uh uhh, the Three 6 Mafia. Loungin' in the studio. Finna' give y'all a little demonstration. Of how we kick it here in the M-town. Finna' drop somethin' like this.
(Tastes good, tastes good, tastes good). So what's up with you right now?. What you mean what's up with me? What's up with you?. I'm trying to find out what you want to do.
What'd up nigga, how you doing?. Can you hit me on that late night tip?. Can we hook up somethin' for yo' tongue?. To touch my pussy lips. (Eat it). .
(Choris) I Got A Misstress Bytch Wit Big Tits, And The Hoes On The Corner. Makin Me Rich , All The Hatas In The Town Tryin To Down Me But This Pimpin Goes.
Dig this, right?. A nigga caught a few bullshit charges. When he was young, right?. So now these motherfuckin folks. Dont wanna give me a job, ya hear?.
Click bang, bang. Click bang, bang. Click bang, bang. To yo' motherfuckin brain, hoe. . Click bang, bang. Click bang, bang. Click bang, bang. To yo' motherfuckin brain, hoe.
Attention all ladies!. Get on the dance floor!. ''cause it's going down!. It's a party tonight, baby!. (Residente Calle 13!). Voltio!. Featuring!. Three 6 Mafia!.
Triple 6 Mafia. "Chargin These Hoes". Underground Vol.1. deciphered by Mista Flames. . Chorus. What's a nigga doin?,chargin these hoes,. . DJ Paul. What the true playas doin,oh,they makin these hoes pay the mutha fuckin cost,.
Chorus. Champion. Lord!. I creep upon n'e-yah slow. ANGEL AND HEAVEN. The Right ones those to kill for!. Champions. E-yion. Looking how my car shine. Look' howdah time fly.
Chorus. Break da law break da law.... . (DJ Paul). Nigga recognize them Triple 6 shit. It's so fuckin' thick. We gotta lay it down. We gotta spray. We gotta break ya bitch.
Yeah, we back up in this mothafucka Prophet motherfuckin' Posse hoe. Three 6 Mafia, M-Child a whole bunch of mothafuckas. And ready to do this shit you wanna fuck a hoe.
Yeah, we back up in this mothafucka Prophet motherfuckin' Posse hoe. Three 6 Mafia, M-Child a whole bunch of mothafuckas. And ready to do this shit you wanna fuck a hoe.
[K RoC ]. Hoe, I gotta my Prophet Posse right behind me. Throw a chump. and run a man through da crowd. He gonna give me sumthin. Brap Rap my niggas. And step em when K- Rocin.