Mafia N***z Lyrics - Three 6 Mafia

That goddamn dope, yeah hoe, yeah hoe 

Yeah hoe, yeah hoe, yeah hoe 

We gotta come like we get down and dirty for our figas 

We gotta come like we be quick to pull back on some triggas 

We gotta come you know that devil shit is still up in us 

We mafia niggas, we mafia niggas 

We gotta come like we get down and dirty for our figas 

We gotta come like we be quick to pull back on some triggas 

We gotta come you know that devil shit is still up in us 

We mafia niggas, we mafia niggas 

So that wicked got some shit you bitches neva saw 

I come wit shakas and they bumpin' now I'll break the law 

I cut the air for you breathe, while I'm blazin' on these greens 

[Incomprehensible] we'll take yo leg all off 

You chokin' from exhaust, you lost up in the sauce 

You stumble against the wall, don't play with Lord at all 

You didn't listen now you pissin' down yo leg and got a gun 

Against yo head, you know, I'm headin' for a bloody ball 

I'm tryin' to go for boss, prepare for all the cops 

I got 'em possin' when I toss it and we'll get 'em all 

I'm dirty for the calls, bitch, don't you hit the balls 

I'll lock you bitches in the ice box when it's full of frost 

Bitch, don't you know when I am high, I leave a dimple? 

Cock back this pistol and I'll pop you like a pimple 

I got the 2 and the stones in your home with the chrome 

You alone, and the rest is very simple 

We gotta come like we get down and dirty for our figas 

We gotta come like we be quick to pull back on some triggas 

We gotta come you know that devil shit is still up in us 

We mafia niggas, we mafia niggas 

We gotta come like we get down and dirty for our figas 

We gotta come like we be quick to pull back on some triggas 

We gotta come you know that devil shit is still up in us 

We mafia niggas, we mafia niggas 

Ain't no nigga don't play with me 

Play wit me my nigga, I'm gonna lay ya in the street 

All I came for is cheese, maybe that's hard to believe 

I'm gonna lock down a load and let yo bitch ass bleed 

Let y'all know that I came wit some shit up my sleeve 

Know what I mean, my nigga? It's only just me 

Slit a line down my sleeve, something put some lead in yo heart 

It's only the sick shit, don't get shit started 

Now ever since we came, them hatas don't know where to go 

They try to go to they crib, I shot around in they home 

I'm bustin' lugas with some lugas do ya nigga 

I'm gonna send some straight through ya, screw ya 

'Bout this business, 'bout these boys, 'bout this witness 

Wit these toys, wit these toys, yeah, we gotta make the noise 

When we cock 'em guaranteed to kill 'em, rob 'em, stop 'em 

Wit a sound off shot gun niggas in the street 

And fried up only dog food and rockin' so much dope 

The restrooms toxic in the madness, it's psychotic 

We gotta come like we get down and dirty for our figas 

We gotta come like we be quick to pull back on some triggas