Gotcha Shakin Lyrics - The End - Three 6 Mafia

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!