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Three 6 Mafia

Genres: Hip-Hop

Hit A Mother Fucker Lyrics - Three 6 Mafia

I bet you won't hit a motherfucker, hit a motherfucker 

(Bitch) 

Hit a motherfucker, hit a motherfucker 

I bet you won't push a motherfucker, push a motherfucker 

(Ho) 

Push a motherfucker, push a motherfucker, I bet you won't 

 

I bet you won't hit a motherfucker, hit a motherfucker 

(Bitch) 

Hit a motherfucker, hit a motherfucker 

I bet you won't push a motherfucker, push a motherfucker 

(Ho) 

Push a motherfucker, push a motherfucker, I bet you won't 

 

This ain't no game, we bring the pain, so don't you niggas trip 

Fallin' the club with all them thugs and five extra clips 

Deep, always deep is how we come 'cause we ain't no joke 

So when you hoes talk all this shit, we gonna cut ya throat 

 

And let you chuck right out the door, the Three 6 Mafia game 

Now I was pullin' a fucking gun, we out so throw them thangs 

Don't hit that white any, why the fuck act like you crazy, man? 

We know you niggas just some hoes, you let our nuts hang 

 

And let me crack your mind up 

Want to get you hypnotized 'cause you this scarecrow 

Keep a mystic type of business than we run 

You may not cap to the S's 'cause we young, my time, my flex 

It's a futuristic and autistic mega plisto plex 

 

I rack up many shots 'cause on my run colegri pop 

I make sure they get so wild, they bustin' caps right on the spot 

All around the planet rock, the ghetto clocks don't stop 

My nigga gotta take a deep breathe, a keep blowin' 'til they drop 

 

I bet you won't hit a motherfucker, hit a motherfucker 

(Bitch) 

Hit a motherfucker, hit a motherfucker 

I bet you won't push a motherfucker, push a motherfucker 

(Ho) 

Push a motherfucker, push a motherfucker, I bet you won't 

 

I bet you won't hit a motherfucker, hit a motherfucker 

(Bitch) 

Hit a motherfucker, hit a motherfucker 

I bet you won't push a motherfucker, push a motherfucker 

(Ho) 

Push a motherfucker, push a motherfucker, I bet you won't 

 

We ain't going to stop until some down people die up in the audience 

Word up, push them to the floor 

Put your foot in his guts, so aple watch them fully trample 

Shoot a pistol in the air, make it so kit, kiddy can't handle 

 

The crowd, the gotta Ru rush before a few gonna get crushed 

Crush, crush, we got it buck, buck, the Three 6 

And when the show's over, I want to see [unverified] nothing but bodies 

On the floor and they got no Three 6 

(Surprise) 

 

I heard the streets that a nigga has said, something about that nigga 

I think his name was Cruchy Blac 

But I walk up to his house, I knocked upon his door 

When he came to the door, I hit him in the mouth 

And I knocked him on the floor, then I hit him and hit him some more 

 

Then I told that fucking boy 

Shouldn't have ran his mouth about of the motherfucking Prophet Boys 

'Cause the Prophet Boys be hypnotizing all of ya'll 

Gonna tear around your throat and drag you like you want 

 

I bet you won't hit a motherfucker, hit a motherfucker 

(Bitch) 

Hit a motherfucker, hit a motherfucker 

I bet you won't push a motherfucker, push a motherfucker 

(Ho) 

Push a motherfucker, push a motherfucker, I bet you won't 

 

I bet you won't hit a motherfucker, hit a motherfucker 

(Bitch) 

Hit a motherfucker, hit a motherfucker 

I bet you won't push a motherfucker, push a motherfucker 

(Ho) 

Push a motherfucker, push a motherfucker, I bet you won't 

 

Why you styling at my face, why you talks behind my back? 

Hitting you, hitting you down when I [unverified] to attack 

Never can't be fade 'cause this lady roll with right click 

Now I'm talking shit, call me Misses Mobb, bitch 

 

Smoking automos, all you hoes boutin' my damn self 

Never hanging with you skanks 'cause I'm bad for your health 

Playa haters, out you stars pullin' cars 'bout yourself 

We be stanking like some fart under sheets, hold your breathe 

 

See I call up then, niggas operator tellin' me 

They was stressed with you up on that house that I'm hell 

Looking out there 

See you telling always tell who Freezy's always shells 

How she really cares 'bout her hair 

Here he thinks he stabs around a ho 'round 

 

I bet you won't hit a motherfucker, hit a motherfucker 

(Bitch) 

Hit a motherfucker, hit a motherfucker 

I bet you won't push a motherfucker, push a motherfucker 

(Ho) 

Push a motherfucker, push a motherfucker, I bet you won't 

 

I bet you won't hit a motherfucker, hit a motherfucker 

(Bitch) 

Hit a motherfucker, hit a motherfucker 

I bet you won't push a motherfucker, push a motherfucker 

(Ho) 

Push a motherfucker, push a motherfucker, I bet you won't