You Scared Part Ii Lyrics - Da Unbreakables - Three 6 Mafia

You scared hoe 

What what what 

You scared hoe 

What what what 

You scared hoe 

What what what 

Kickin in the door I make 

Them bitches hit the floor 

For keys 

You scared hoe 

What what what 

You scared hoe 

What what what 

You scared hoe 

What what what 

Kickin in the door I make 

Them bitches hit the floor 

For keys 

You scared hoe 

What what what 

You scared hoe 

What what what 

You scared hoe 

What what what 

Kickin in the door I make 

Them bitches hit the floor 

For keys 

Bust in with that 45 make them bitches back it up 

Catch them ridin on them thangs make them bitches jack it up 

Here they got that pot it man make them bitches bag it up 

Finally got that money man make them bitches sag it up 

Take it to the spot man now its time to crank it up 

Don't play tomorrows a brighter day I gotta pack it up 

Means I bees the first up on the block I guess to rack it up 

Pocket full of stones oh boy I gotta track it up 

Fuckin wit you snitches man don't make me wanna hang it up 

But lookin at a empty plate dont' make me wanna keep it up 

Any nigga with that work gon make me wanna kreep it up 

Even though my pockets don't got deep they ain't got deep enough 

Wishin I could rob me a bank but I ain't theif enough 

I keep it in the hood to rob a nigga chart they sleep enough 

That is bout the time I get my back then I need it up 

Time to find another boy time I gettin a rita 

I think I got them scared 

I think that they scared of me 

I think you bitch you scared 

I think that they scared of me 

I think I got them scared 

I think that they scared of me 

Kickin in the door I make them 

Bitches hit the floor for keys 

I think I got them scared 

I think that they scared of me 

I think you bitch you scared 

I think that they scared of me 

I think I got them scared 

I think that they scared of me 

Kickin in the door I make them 

Bitches hit the floor for keys 

I think I got them scared 

I think that they scared of me 

I think you bitch you scared 

I think that they scared of me 

I think I got them scared 

I think that they scared of me 

Kickin in the door I make them 

Bitches hit the floor for keys 

Which one of you rappers wanna feel them shots 

Sayin that Juicy J fuck you out your record money flop 

Hope you know these north memphis soldiers keep a plastic glock 

Stand infront of your house I'm bout to buck you cowards on the spot 

Heard you talkin loud at the tuff I guess to gang your pops 

Man this ain't no radio station boy quit tryin to pump your watch 

Police yellow tape somebody blood they wipin wit a mop 

What a witness saw when we here roll on down your corner block 

The mafia boys we got the toys make you drop it off 

Pass me the gun I take the handle then saw it off 

Bust in the bank and make you faint before I knock it off 

Humm on the drank and full of dank ready to break the law 

I see them fuzz I see we won cause I won it all 

So fucken scared you talkin gahos want it oh want it oh 

But we don't care we like em dallas standin ten feet tall 

Buckin you blastin you watch you splatter on the fucken wall 

I think I got them scared 

I think that they scared of me 

I think you bitch you scared 

I think that they scared of me 

I think I got them scared 

I think that they scared of me 

Kickin in the door I make them 

Bitches hit the floor for keys 

Creepin carefully through the street because it very real in the field 

Ain't no love for pity ain't nobody cut you no deal 

Everyone I know they do whatever just to get a meal 

Or whats in the bottle or the baggie or whats under seal 

Careful of the company you keep everyone a treal 

Cause when robbas mobbas double jaw just to bust appeal 

You got hustlas dealas bankin every town every field 

Guess what I don't hang around the brothas so so mass a gil 

Crunchy Black in this bitch I'm bout to bring the pain 

Ain't no gang in my slang do you understand 

Mess with me then your messin with the grownest man 

Where I'm from from the slum niggaz shootin a thang 

On the run now you see me in the papers man 

They was tryin to stop a nigga from doin his thang 

Cant ya mug is the song that I'm singin man 

Hypnotize got me gold diggin for the chain 

I think I got them scared 

I think that they scared of me 

I think you bitch you scared 

I think that they scared of me 

I think I got them scared 

I think that they scared of me 

Kickin in the door I make them 

Bitches hit the floor for keys