Yeah I Rob Lyrics - Three 6 Mafia

Yeah, Mafia, Three 6 Mafia 

This is for you muthafuckin' hoes in the muthafuckin' club 

Runnin' round here clownin', frownin', muggin' 

Like y'all some muthafuckin' gangstas 

Nigga y'all some muthafucking hoes 

A nigga know you from the hood nigga 

And we gon' show us really real nigga, for real for real bitch 

Yeah, I rob, yeah I steal 

Yeah, I'll put ya body in a field 

Now here I go bitch nigga, fuck wit' me 

(Fuck wit' me) 

Now here I go bitch nigga, fuck wit' me 

(Fuck wit' me) 

Yeah, I rob, yeah I steal 

Yeah, I'll put ya body in a field 

Now here I go bitch nigga, fuck wit' me 

(Fuck wit' me) 

Now here I go bitch nigga, fuck wit' me 

(Fuck wit' me) 

Now Three 6 we representin' thugs we reppin' for the gangs 

And the niggaz using drugs 

We reppin' for the gangsta ass gals in the club 

We reppin' for the head bussaz keepin' mean mugs 

I'ma keep me a slug for 1 of you fakers 

I got 100 rounds its 100 imitators 

So many wannabes folks wit' beefs in the industry 

Niggaz claimin' killa but they scared of these fuckin' streets believe 

Walk up in the club like a thug get yo ass kicked 

Step up off in the parkin' lot and leave in a casket 

Actin' like a scary bitch you gigglin' and laughin' 

Let me hit that fuckin' weed hurry up and pass it 

Yeah, they call me Juicy J the Three 6 Mafia bandit 

Gotta ride on 24s or somethin' wit' a candy 

Pounds of dat weed, yeah, a nigga keep it handy 

A real bad bitch and a 5th of dat brandy 

Yeah, I rob, yeah I steal 

Yeah, I'll put ya body in a field 

Now here I go bitch nigga, fuck wit' me 

(Fuck wit' me) 

Now here I go bitch nigga, fuck wit' me 

(Fuck wit' me) 

Yeah, I rob, yeah I steal 

Yeah, I'll put ya body in a field 

Now here I go bitch nigga, fuck wit' me 

(Fuck wit' me) 

Now here I go bitch nigga, fuck wit' me 

(Fuck wit' me) 

Now when I pull up at the club I'm lookin' so clean 

77 cut dogg painted lime green 

The hoes got quiet when I pull up on the scene 

For all you ugly ass hoes I gotta fake wedding ring 

Today I'm married and my wife don't play 

So if you want me to cheat ugly bitck you gotta pay 

It's gon' cost 1000 dallars if you wanna see me play 

I'll fuck you sideways 'bout 30 minutes straight 

Then clean off my dick 'cuz a gotta kill the smell out 

Holla at ya later I got mo dick to sell I got mo pussies to swell 

And mo dreams to tell and tell ya old man I ain't goin' back to jail 

I'm the last Mr. Bigg and I always keep it real 

I'ma Alabama nigga representin' mo beer 

And I live in the mall I stay dressed to kill 

And I got so many diamonds it don't even look real nigga 

I got 6 different ways to kill ya showty 

Got 6 different spots to put ya body 

Got 6 different ways to cut ya up 

And I even got 6 niggaz in it ya bro 

Now how the fuck niggaz gon' talk that stuff 

When niggaz like us come shoot the club up 

And if you keep talkin' we gon' make you what 

You bitch ass niggaz gon' catch that cut 

Back up in the club, dalla on swole 

Sippin' on AOs residue in my nose 

In dat bitch 12 deep, freak bitches in my fleet 

Hoe quit actin' like you neva seen a nigga on TV 

Got my UZI and my face in a bird like Fontana 

I prey one of you bitches try step to me with Ana 

(Blah) 

I parent Memphis shit, Lord the livin' legend 

Still makin' niggaz drop like 3 time felons 

Yeah, I rob, yeah I steal 

Yeah, I'll put ya body in a field 

Now here I go bitch nigga, fuck wit' me 

(Fuck wit' me) 

Now here I go bitch nigga, fuck wit' me 

(Fuck wit' me) 

Yeah, I rob, yeah I steal 

Yeah, I'll put ya body in a field 

Now here I go bitch nigga, fuck wit' me 

(Fuck wit' me) 

Now here I go bitch nigga, fuck wit' me 

(Fuck wit' me)