Slang And Serve Lyrics - Three 6 Mafia

ATL niggas 

ATL niggas 

ATL niggas 

I'm on an everlasting money mission, million dollar premonition 

Got my own coalition, pack my own ammunition 

20's on the Lexus glisten, I'm driven to mob life 

Hella niggas want me murdered, but can't do the job right 

Razor blades, Ak's, and ask me do I carry them 

Killin' for a hobby like a medieval barbarian 

Khen will the disaster stop? Never, nigga pass the glock 

Illustrated killin' live in color like it's magnavox 

Now I got 'em hot, from the plot to put the block on lock 

Set up shop wit' over 50, 000 dollars worth of rocks 

Ammunition cocked, prepared to pop, I'll even shoot at cops 

Stash away the heat and then retreat off in my drop top 

Find yo own bizness, or the gat'll make yo clock stop 

187 from the west and get yo fuckin' block mopped 

You gone have to tangle wit' a Hypnotize, get surprised 

Good for makin' money off the shit to stay the fuck alive 

Come smoke some herb wit' me 

Come flip a bird wit' me 

Step on the curb wit' me 

Come slang & serve wit' me 

Come smoke some herb wit' me 

Come flip a bird wit' me 

Step on the curb wit' me 

Come slang & serve wit' me 

Come smoke some herb wit' me 

Come flip a bird wit' me 

Step on the curb wit' me 

Come slang & serve wit' me 

Come smoke some herb wit' me 

Come flip a bird wit' me 

Step on the curb wit' me 

Come slang & serve wit' me 

I only fuck wit' real niggas, all the haters can burn in hell 

If you ain't affiliated, don't come wit' packs to sell 

Object of this hustlin' is bubbling stacks of mail 

Situations turn sour, rivals'll blast then bail 

When I hit the block I'm seein' J's drivin' insane 

Crunker than Montana wit' some anna for ounces of caine 

ATL niggas blowin' brains, simple and plain 

Sippin' golden grain, makin' stangs, inflictin' the pain 

Smokin', gettin' into it, livin' ruthless, the feds are clueless 

We the ones who keep the city crunker than engine fluid 

Hypnotize niggas ridin' vettes, sippin' moets 

Strapped up wit' a vest and giant tecs to lower the stress 

51 niggas got my back, so nevertheless 

I'ma get this anna off my chest and smoke on this cest 

Puttin' bitches on the track, when it's a pimp in the flesh 

Solid as a rock for adversaries who wishin' to test 

Come smoke some herb wit' me 

Come flip a bird wit' me 

Step on the curb wit' me 

Come slang & serve wit' me 

Come smoke some herb wit' me 

Come flip a bird wit' me 

Step on the curb wit' me 

Come slang & serve wit' me 

Come smoke some herb wit' me 

Come flip a bird wit' me 

Step on the curb wit' me 

Come slang & serve wit' me 

Come smoke some herb wit' me 

Come flip a bird wit' me 

Step on the curb wit' me 

Come slang & serve wit' me 

My scandalous recipe make niggas be scared of me 

If there has been treachery don't try to get next to me 

Yo life is in jeopardy when fuckin' wit' family 

We turn to psychotic crews and all of our insanity 

Break bread off of greenery, releasin' the steam in me 

Keep me from the weapons, I'll be fuckin' up the scenery 

Deport bullets like immigrants, bitch niggas don't attempt to flinch 

Money is the motive, let my sinning end the innocence 

I'ma let the missile rip, ballistic wit' hollow tips 

You won't see me comin', keep yo fingers on the pistol grip 

Smoke blindin' my enemies, give 'em fearful tendencies 

You can kiss they life goodbye when T-Rock hit the hennesey 

I'm in it for the presidents, luxurious residence 

Hooked up wit' the camp, I've been a mercenary ever since 

Atlanta my stompin' grounds, Old Nationals where I'm found 

Moving bricks and fuckin' tricks, and smokin' reefer by the pounds 

ATL niggas 

ATL niggas 

ATL niggas 

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