Jus Like Us Lyrics - When The Smoke Clears - Three 6 Mafia

Yeah, run bitch, run hoe, ya nice motherfuckas 

Y'all jealous ass bitches 

You know what I'ma call y'all? Some Jello niggas 

'Cuz y'all jealous of us, bitch 

Every motherfucker in our camp ridin' clean, nigga 

Y'all know the motherfuckin' score 

And this one right here is dedicated to you 

It's dedicated to you, nigga 

They wanna dress like, wanna sound like 

Wanna be like, ride like, get high like, make cheese like 

The motherfuckin' Three 6, bitch you got a problem wit 'em? 

The motherfuckin' Three 6, hoe you got a problem wit 'em? 

I'm from the part of Tennessee called SPV 

Spray Pesty Varments, catch ya busta boy 

I beat 'em, blow 'em up outta his dorments 

Punk ass niggas be tryin' ta stick 

A light up under me, like some ornaments 

Don't make me grab the case 

That's fulla the weapons and hand ya [unverified] 

Bitch ya killin' me, besta be eatin' some porridge 

You got some courage, punk motherfucker 

Don't make me go get that there Uzi up under the storage 

Bitches, bloody Satan waiting [unverified] 

Armageddon soldiers comin' to [unverified] 

You trying to be like me, you can't be like me 

It's hard ta be me, like them stunts on TV, G 

You see me, hustlin', workin' my muscle-in 

Puttin' my 2 cents where it can be trusted-n 

You musta been a silly fool 

Thinkin' you could wear my shoes, damn fool 

I walked a mile, I hauked 'em down 

I understand now, why everybody don't wanna frown 

They wanna dress like, wanna sound like 

Wanna be like, ride like, get high like, make cheese like 

The motherfuckin' Three 6, bitch you got a problem wit 'em? 

The motherfuckin' Three 6, hoe you got a problem wit 'em? 

They wanna dress like, wanna sound like 

Wanna be like, ride like, get high like, make cheese like 

The motherfuckin' Three 6, bitch you got a problem wit 'em? 

The motherfuckin' Three 6, hoe you got a problem wit 'em? 

1 thousand, your kid kidnapped and fucked in the mouth 

2 G's, wife never seen again but nothin' to brag about 

3 thousand, car blown up, house burnt to the ground 

4 G's, run up in ya weak ass show, lettin' off rounds 

5 thousand, best friend found naked and decapitated 

6 G's, yo broke ass barried alive 'cuz yo ass hated 

7 G's, he ain't even workin', I kill a nigga myself, dead 

Catch 'em in tha haven put somethin' hot up in his head 

I'm real from the junt 

(Junt) 

Never was a punk 

(Punk) 

North Memphis bound bitch 

Buck ass hell and crunk 

(Crunk) 

You might catch me deep 

(Deep) 

On your fuckin' street 

(Street) 

Buckin' wit the tech-9 

Sweep you off yo feet 

(Feet) 

Drankin' on that liquor 

(Liquor) 

Chillin' wit my niggas 

(Niggas) 

Hangin' on the corner 

Wit a fuckin' rusty pistol 

(Pistol) 

Step up to me hoe 

(Hoe) 

When you on that blow 

(Blow) 

I'ma, till you hit tha flo 

(Pop, pop, pop, pop, flo) 

They wanna dress like, wanna sound like 

Wanna be like, ride like, get high like, make cheese like 

The motherfuckin' Three 6, bitch you got a problem wit 'em? 

The motherfuckin' Three 6, hoe you got a problem wit 'em? 

They wanna dress like, wanna sound like 

Wanna be like, ride like, get high like, make cheese like 

The motherfuckin' Three 6, bitch you got a problem wit 'em? 

The motherfuckin' Three 6, hoe you got a problem wit 'em? 

Ahh, please don't test the wrist or steel this 

Waitin' for she tell, pop, every style mystic 

Pimp shit, hits never miss those red 

Settin' you a miss, when I spray the AK 

Plus I flex-a hella gay, will you catch a boy? 

Ever since a boy, always had black toy 

So we ain't goin' out, no punk, I'm knockin' out y'all 

Dead body, froze, [unverified] 

Well, all them hoes that used to be down with me 

I signed a deal, made some money 

Now you bitches downin' me? Bitches tryin' ta blast at me 

Or am I dreamin' the motherfuckers be after me? 

Why you tryin' ta be like me? You labeled as a wanna-be 

You ghetto hoes, you need to read up on this Gangsta Boo 

'Cuz you might find a tip, bitch, that can help you 

I'm a down chick, niggas be wantin' ta crown chick 

Stay around chick, whenever, however, it's goin' down, bitch 

They wanna dress like, wanna sound like 

Wanna be like, ride like, get high like, make cheese like 

The motherfuckin' Three 6, bitch you got a problem wit 'em? 

The motherfuckin' Three 6, hoe you got a problem wit 'em? 

They wanna dress like, wanna sound like 

Wanna be like, ride like, get high like, make cheese like 

The motherfuckin' Three 6, bitch you got a problem wit 'em? 

The motherfuckin' Three 6, hoe you got a problem wit 'em?