โหลดเพลง mp3 Body Parts 3 (Explicit Album Version) - Three 6 Mafia

Artist：three 6 mafia
Songs Title：body parts 3
Crunchy Blac Boogie Mane Frayser Boy Lil Wyte Chrome
Granddaddy Souf Juicy J Project Pat DJ Paul the King of Memphis
Cock ＇em up
Kill ＇em and rob ＇em and beat ＇em and
Dump all these body parts into my trunk
Hypnotized Minds HCP Hypnotized Camp Posse

We finna do this for all you thievin a** wanna be us a** *z out there
Stealin motherf**ker Take ya fake asses on ni**a keep it real ni**a
Make this money like we makin it ni**a Throw it down
Ain＇t never been a motherf**kin b**ch
Hypnotized here just to get that grip

Yall *z talk cuz ya talk like a b**ch
Yall *z walk cuz ya walk like a b**ch
Now ain't that some sh*t ya hatin on this click
You gon make a ni**a get up wit cha kid
Split yo wig oh yes I did
I told you you don＇t want it with a Hard Hitta kid
I done warned the glock spot to spot hit the locks
Hit a ni**a for his stash spot
Took the rock ni**a was got that was the plot
Dodge the cops they labeled it another closing shop
Open it up for closin it up I don＇t give a f**k
On a daily basis I be postin it up
Smokin it up choppin it to match it wit dub
Give us a club Six mane tearin it up
These *z misleaded I＇mma throw the first blow
Leave a ni**a shirt soaked playin get cha merked hoe
Chop it yeah I hope folk money what I work fo
Paul & Juicy sent me gotta put cha in the dirt bro
Comin wit the pistols is easy we can get you guys
Frayser Boy Bizzle or Beezy it＇s the Hypnotize
HCP them my folks w**d got my eyes low
If you know what I know run that sh*t to my doe
We back motherf**ker we smack motherf**kers
If you step in our way killaz attack motherf**ker
But ya＇ll know ya＇ll done heard all that befo＇
Yall done seen the Fo-fos and folks kick in ya doe
You done seen the gauge pump bout to see a Chevy trunk
Lights out next to the Mississippi River plumped
Duck tape hog tied wrong place wrong time
Hypnotized Minds trick knocked ya up off ya grind
All my muhf**kers you *z should already know
I＇m the truth and out the booth never been a hoe
Get yo a** flipped sideways cut ya through the doe
You ain＇t know I＇m a young rich gangsta ni**a
Never been one of them old type wanksta *z
I＇m a smart muhf**ka ask my mama who made me
A lotta *z mad cuz they know they can＇t fade me
I＇m Chrome Carleone Paul & Juicy who pay me
Well it＇s ya boy Grandaddy （Souf） call me Mr Man
F**kin ya aunties ya nieces and ya mammies
See I could give a f**k about ya tossin all ya tough talkin
You don＇t like me ni**a hit me in my mouth
Man don＇t talk about it be about it get cha point across then
Candy a** ni**a boy you softer than cotton
Fight me or squash it cuz I ain＇t bout the spit boxin
Hootin and hollerin like a cheerleader squadron

You can＇t be like me slangin D cuz I＇m hurtin ya
No competition with the Juice cuz it＇s curtains
It ain＇t nothin shakin but some pimps in this bizitch
That＇s why you muggin and yo face lookin pizzissed
Stay bflippin cars ballin out like to shizine
You stay askin questions how the hell them *z do that
We smoke the best of dro while she down wit some Jack-Jack
My eyes like the red carpet still on the blue side
They locked me up just like 2Pac and I went plat-ti-num
Laid it down for a calendar I＇m right back at ＇em
Took my game then weighed it up on a triple beam
*z rob kill murder steal for that ghet-ty green
U S Marshal at my folks house want to kill me dead
Wanna see me in a pine box bullet in my head
I＇m was like ＂I ain＇t did sh*t why you hatin this ＂
Ghetto thugs know my rap songs they relate to this
I been doin this too long to still be strugglin livin like this
F**kin off with major labels slayed me like a b**ch
And these got cheese and ride on Rolls it mean hoes
But still on the road doin free shows
Tryna get a few spins in a few spots
I growed up back in the day I wouldn＇t use my glock
I hear a lotta corny sh*t on the radio
That＇s because they record company wouldn＇t spend dough
Yeah my label got a hook up wit MTV
But they just keep forgettin to tell ＇em bout me
They try to play like it＇s love and it＇s family
But all my marketing dollars goin to ****
Tear Da Club Up was the first Crunk fight song
I made that in 92 a lil not long
That it took 10 million sold and we still ain＇t on
That＇s why Three 6 is the MOst Known Unknowns