Three 6 Mafia Lyrics
Three 6 Mafia Lyrics
"Tear Da Club Up '97 Lyrics"
Good Ole Days Lyrics
Oh Oh Oh Oooh, Oh Oh Oh Oooh, I work my job all the way to the weekend Call all my buddies, ask where you been Let's get together somewhere, seven o'clock Wanna pop a top, pop a top, pop ugh! Wanna go, wanna roll, wanna rock it Hey, hey, hey, let's make some good ole days Hey, hey, hey, let's make some good ole days That's right, Let's make some good ole days tonight Oh Oh
Oh Oh Oh Oooh, Oh Oh Oh Oooh, I work my job all the way to the weekend Call all my buddies, ask where you been Let's get together somewhere, seven o'clock Wanna pop a top, pop a top, pop ugh! Wanna go, wanna roll, wanna rock it Hey, hey, hey, let's make some good ole days Hey, hey, hey, let's make some good ole days That's right, Let's make some good ole days tonight Oh Oh
Intro: Three Six Mafia (repeat 7X)
Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up
[DJ Paul]
This for all you playa haters who be talkin that...(ha ha)
The three six show no love, put some hurt on a trick
I'm bustin through the crowd, wild, with my hand on a cannon
Be like quick to put two up in ya like who mana standin'
I be the last man, blast man
If you think you fast man, headlines
Three left 'em up in a cast man
When I look into your eyes I see a coward
Face to face I hit ya
Three six mafia'd rather die than
[Lord Infamous]
Lord, hittin, here comes the two to the three and four
Three six mafia I want ya to wreck it all over the club floor
Blowin and throwin your sets in the air
Ya bumpin them tables and chests everywhere
Trampled over by the macs and t
Hush Your Mouth Lyrics
(Ellas McDaniel) 1958 Oh (hush your mouth!) Oh (hush your mouth!) Hey little baby don't you cry, Mama gonna drop around, Hey little baby don't say a word, Mama gonna whoop you 'bout somethin' you heard. Oh (hush your mouth!) Oh (hush your mouth!) Mama gonna buy you a diamond ring, If that diamond ring's brass, Mama gonna buy a lookin' glass, If that
he playas(Ellas McDaniel) 1958 Oh (hush your mouth!) Oh (hush your mouth!) Hey little baby don't you cry, Mama gonna drop around, Hey little baby don't say a word, Mama gonna whoop you 'bout somethin' you heard. Oh (hush your mouth!) Oh (hush your mouth!) Mama gonna buy you a diamond ring, If that diamond ring's brass, Mama gonna buy a lookin' glass, If that
You standin there actin like you wonder where
It ain't said we the hardest,
and you can't rock it like three six mafia can
All up in a trance in the Prophecy van
We gonna tear the club up, get it bucked till it don't eelin me
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Chorus: Three Six Mafia (repeat 8X)
Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up
[Juicy J]
We tearin the club up, gettin buck
Haters try to call it rough
They better call security, bring them straight jackets and handcuffs
Ain't takin it, ain't takin it
The clutches I be breakin it
And rippin off the bosses and tossin them to the floor, bricks
Going through the window, got that thing at your temple
When they bust, keep it trust, and we ain't talkin bout bustin pimples
Haters can't get with the Mafia click, them
#2 Lyrics
The other night I ran into my girlfriend Sittin' at the table with another man gettin' stoned And I'm sleeping all by myself down in Corpus I think I'll buy myself a bottle so I can drink my ass back home Alright, alright Go on and live your life tonight I'm fine man I'm doin' alright Never needed you to be a part of my life When you're sittin' there all alone Why don't you do
ools ain't buck enoughThe other night I ran into my girlfriend Sittin' at the table with another man gettin' stoned And I'm sleeping all by myself down in Corpus I think I'll buy myself a bottle so I can drink my ass back home Alright, alright Go on and live your life tonight I'm fine man I'm doin' alright Never needed you to be a part of my life When you're sittin' there all alone Why don't you do
We gonna get the dynamite trick, and blow the club up
[Gangsta Boo]
Crazy lady comin at you, you can't fade me trick
I bet you bet you bottom dollar make you holla
When my soldiers get ya, I don't like that violence stuff
but I believe in gettin buck
If you with me, let me see you tear da, tear da club up
Mafia, mafi-mafia, won't stop with it though
Hypnotizing Minds, we got you blind and you can't hear me though
Come and get it while you can trick, before it's all gone
Goin once, goin twice, oh my god it just went gone
[Crunchy Black]
Oh, oh, oh, get buck, get wild
Let's tear this house right down
Let's Tear Da Club Up Thugs
Let's do that stuff right now
No disrespect to the clubs, don't want none of that
But you got the Three Six Mafi
I'm Not The Boy I Used To Be Lyrics
Dear mama I'm coming home tomorrow If you don't mind would you meet me at the train Dear mama my wandering days are over and it's so good to be coming home again Dear mama we'll walk the fields together And through the valley we'll stroll hand in hand And I just can't wait to see you and touch the soil of home so clean But mama I'm not the boy I used to be For I've been gone away too long
a up in your house andDear mama I'm coming home tomorrow If you don't mind would you meet me at the train Dear mama my wandering days are over and it's so good to be coming home again Dear mama we'll walk the fields together And through the valley we'll stroll hand in hand And I just can't wait to see you and touch the soil of home so clean But mama I'm not the boy I used to be For I've been gone away too long
And we came to break the law, tear da club up
Ashes to ashes no dust to dust
And you can't trust Three Six Mafia when we tearin that club up
Chorus: Three Six Mafia (repeat 2X)
Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up
[Koopsta Knicca]
Hypnotize I don't think they high enough
See I thought I told you to get buck and tear da club up
Do it like a lunatic since you down with the prophet click
Now can I blaze it kick it tell me can I kick it man
Since uh, he's inside, days gone, get hypnotized
Let's start a riot in the club, lets get wild tonight
One little, two little, three triple six members
Four little, five little, six triple six members
Chorus: Three Six Mafia (repeat to fade)
Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up