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Three 6 Mafia

Genres: Hip-Hop

Gangsta Niggaz Lyrics - Three 6 Mafia

We up all night 

(We hip, we hip) 

We high off that white, we smokin' that weed 

(We hip, we hip) 

 

Them eyes be tight, we drinkin' them fifths 

(We hip, we hip) 

We pimpin' a bitch our grills are gold 

(We hip, we hip) 

 

Our nose be 

(Sniff) 

We carried them glocks 

(We hip, we hip) 

Our hustle is rocks, consumers or junkies 

(We hip, we hip) 

 

The blockies I start, if smaller or bigger 

(We hip, we hip) 

We drinkin' them triggers 

'Cause everybody wanna be a gangsta, nigga 

 

I can't stand a sorry nigga tryna act like he tough 

When he at the D&D he wanna act like he buff 

On the parking lot he becking tryna act like he stuck 

Showing out in front of hoes tryna act like he cut 

 

If it's money lookin' funny he goin' act like he must 

Tell his boys he made a stain meaning act like he bust 

On a nigga on dem things meaning act like he touch 

Said he missed em when he shot meaning act like he ducked 

 

Met a super bad bitch he wanna act like he fucked 

Said he got the chewing first he wanna act like she sucked 

Ridin' other niggas Rovers tryna act like his truck 

Selling other niggas dope tryna act like his stuff 

 

On them heavy niggas dick you better act like you up 

He just a fagot pussy whip you better act like enough 

Just because he just a lemon he a act like he us 

Fallen weak for chicken women nigga act like you rough 

 

We up all night 

(We hip, we hip) 

We high off that white, we smokin' that weed 

(We hip, we hip) 

 

Them eyes be tight, we drinkin' them fifths 

(We hip, we hip) 

We pimpin' a bitch our grills are gold 

(We hip, we hip) 

 

Our nose be 

(Sniff) 

We carried them glocks 

(We hip, we hip) 

Our hustle is rocks, consumers or junkies 

(We hip, we hip) 

 

The blockies I start, if smaller or bigger 

(We hip, we hip) 

We drinkin' them triggers 

'Cause everybody wanna be a gangsta, nigga 

 

Triple six we don't like you hoes 

And you know we quick to 'blop blop' 

We quick big creeping up foes foes 

And you know we keepin' that 'glock glock' 

 

We stayin' riding in dem Chevvys 

And you know and our pain is 'flip flop' 

We walkin' right dead on your porch 

And you know we ain't goin 'knock knock' 

 

You bitches better call the fuckin' cops 

Black Haven niggas acting up all on the fuckin' block 

We made it hot, we out the frame and niggas know it main 

 

What's hard about it we so quick to do the damn thing 

We bouncin', bouncin', swanging, swanging, and we can't be playing 

My Cincinnati naughty niggas know what I be saying 

We stayin' representing the south wit golds in our mouth 

 

These other boys off in this bitch know what we be about 

We burning rubber leaving rubbers in his fuckin' bed 

To let him know that we been here and his girl been so bad 

You fuckin' round wit some pimps when you come down here 

 

Be walking round wit a limp fuckin' off down here 

We gangsta niggaz 

 

We up all night 

(We hip, we hip) 

We high off that white, we smokin' that weed 

(We hip, we hip) 

 

Them eyes be tight, we drinkin' them fifths 

(We hip, we hip) 

We pimpin' a bitch our grills are gold 

(We hip, we hip) 

 

Our nose be 

(Sniff) 

We carried them glocks 

(We hip, we hip) 

Our hustle is rocks, consumers or junkies 

(We hip, we hip) 

 

The blockies I start, if smaller or bigger 

(We hip, we hip) 

We drinkin' them triggers 

'Cause everybody wanna be a gangsta, nigga 

 

I be here nigga what riding? 

Partner smoking, crunking, funking in an overseas car 

Ya'll don't know I be stepping 

 

B-A-Z be rapping 

Always down to buck a sucker triple six my weapon 

Bitch I'm a women I done paid all my dues 

I done shot up niggas homes got they bodies on the news hoe 

 

Stay smoking dro, stay studio bumped out 

Mobbing wit them boys on that vay nigga blowed out 

What you wanna do, pimping gangsta boo 

 

Bitch I'll fuck yo nigga and yo mutherfuckin' bitch too 

Coward sissy nigga you ain't know crazy lady got that doe 

Riding Cadilliac on vogues yelling fuck you funky hoes 

And I got my glock out ready to pop a bitch right in that grill 

 

Tryna step up to me wrong that's what got yo ass killed 

Never be a hesitater always ready to pull the trigger 

Everybody wanna be a gangsta nigga 

Bitch 

 

We up all night 

(We hip, we hip) 

We high off that white, we smokin' that weed 

(We hip, we hip) 

 

Them eyes be tight, we drinkin' them fifths 

(We hip, we hip) 

We pimpin' a bitch our grills are gold 

(We hip, we hip) 

 

Our nose be 

(Sniff) 

We carried them glocks 

(We hip, we hip) 

Our hustle is rocks, consumers or junkies 

(We hip, we hip) 

 

The blockies I start, if smaller or bigger 

(We hip, we hip) 

We drinkin' them triggers 

'Cause everybody wanna be a gangsta, nigga 

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