We Shootin' 1st Lyrics - Three 6 Mafia

[hook] 

'cause bitch we shoot 'em first 

We don't ask questions later 

We're triple 6, triple 6 fuckin' haters 

And it's on if you niggaz 

Wanna bring it to the door 

To you cowards in my face 

I'm a treat you like a hoe 

[gangsta boo] 

Since you niggaz talkin' shit 

About the dirty dirty six 

Lemme see if you can bump out 

And be featured on a hit 

Radio the love my songs 

Ballin' niggaz love my thongs 

If you wanna go to war 

I suggest you bring it on, nigga 

I ain't no little girl 

I been down in the streets 

Remember me hillcrest 

Nigga reppin' baz 

Shoot a finger fuck a spot 

Niggaz drop, niggaz drop 

But everybody in the club 

Lookin' hard nigga he ain't hot 

We be cold froze wrists 

Got you bitches in a blitz 

Mad 'cause I be hanging 'round 

Them niggaz in the triple six 

Bitches wanna say this 

Bitch I ain't stuntin' you 

I be on the charts blowin' up 

Bitch look at you 

Niggaz be mad 

Actin' like some fuckin hoes 

If you can't stand the truth 

Nigga keep your eyes closed 

Dj paul, juice man 

Crunchy black, lord imfamous 

I'm the one 

Mrs. crazy lady gangsta boo bitch 

[hook 2x] 

[crunchy black] 

Niggaz talk shit 

Well they might as well talk shit 

Talk this 

When I bring that fuckin' chalk bitch 

And put your body in a body bag or somethin' 

And drop your bitch ass off in a river my cousin 

You should've never played the dozens 

With a nigga like me 

It be c fuckin' b 

And I'm hard to be 

Niggaz talk a lot of shit 

But I promise you dog 

I'm a blast at your ass 

And let the gun revolve 

Niggaz always tryin' to be real hard 

Niggaz always tryin' to pray to god 

When they got their ass caught up in some bullshit 

And that's some bullshit 

You gotta finish it 

You gon' remember this 

Ain't no game I play 

Poppin' shots at your ass 

With the a fuckin' k 

Nigga watch what you say 

When you talkin' to me 

Nigga watch what you say 

When you talkin' to c 

[hook 1x] 

[dj paul] 

Put a mask on, gone in man do the shit [4x] 

[lord imfamous] 

My arteries pump acid 

I love to pop that plastic 

Life is filled with maggots 

Nigga I let you have it 

With automatic havoc 

While faggots ride or tag it 

Boy I'm psychopathic 

Milli clips big rappin' 

What I got for a mackin' 

For funeral compassion 

Better close that casket 

When I hit for that stackin' 

Wanna know the business 

Stay out my fuckin' business 

Gossip like some bitches 

But y'all no competition 

Better pay attention 

I'll cook you like a kitchen 

Diss and leave you missin' 

And on a murder mission 

Critical condition 

Got plenty ammunition 

Don't need to catch you slippin' 

I'll fuck you up lil pimpin' 

Lord have mercy hurt you with verses 

Got you puntas rollin' in hearses 

Hate the six we got platinum plus a 

Your shit on shelves collectin' dust a 

[hook 1x] 

[dj paul] 

Put a mask on, gone in man do the shit [4x]