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THREE 6 MAFIA lyrics : "Try Somethin'"

(feat. Project Pat)

[Project Pat - on the phone]

Yeah it's Project Pat up in this
Representin' "Layin' the Smackdown", "North North"
Three 6 Mafia fin a rip it like it's supposed to be

Handle that %#@!

[Project Pat]

Jack one, smack one, run off wit ya sack son
Anybody wit the loot, give it up or I'ma shoot
Bow down M-town, ^!$$%z like to ride clean

Snort on some good dope, smoke on some good green
Friday payday, so I'm at the Shake Junt
Lookin' fo' a big lick, fiendin' for a fat blunt

Saw my victim caught me one slippin'
On the side of the club takin' a pissin'
No mask on face I didn't really need it

He can be damn fool and he'll get heated
Point blank, snatch bank, runnin' like a track star
Heart pumpin' fast like I ate out the crack jar

No one saw me made clean getaway
That means that I still live to get paid
Late night, all night jackin on the spizot

Breakin up a dice game or where it's hizot

[Hook: Crunchy Black - repeat 2X]

(I'm a rob me some ^!$$%z) Mane I'm $#&@ed up
A ^!$$% gotta try something
(I'm a rob me some ^!$$%z) Mane my lucks up

A ^!$$% gotta try something
(I'm a rob me some ^!$$%z) Mane I'm dead broke
A ^!$$% gotta try something

(I'm a rob me some ^!$$%z) Plus I'm out of dope
A ^!$$% gotta try something


[Juicy "J"]
I ran up in the bank put a tone to his head
Told the clerk this a robbery ^!$$% drop the bread

Then I ran like a (*##$ when my folks was outside
So I jumped in the car, mashed the gas start to ride
the westside of Tennesse, until I heard the news

^!$$% should have went to Mexico, my face was on the tube
most wanted for a felony I should have stayed in class
I was a stupid as ^!$$% I didn't even wear a mask


[DJ Paul]
I guess you know by now the BHZ do not play

My #~!!@ valley are down and gonna spray
They still robbin' ^!$$%z and jackin' fo yo clothes
and have you runnin round like college girls exposed

My Tulane ^!$$%z you knowin' they stayin' strapped
beside DJ Paul they put The Haven on the Map
But it's too many hoods in The Haven to claim

so we gon all bring guns we gon' all bring pain.

[Hook x2 (Crunchy Black)]


[Crunchy Black]
You can do what ya do to keep ya $$# in

it's CB and mane I ain't playin
Wit pistol in my Mutha$#&@in right hand
I'm a stick it to ya body, and start demandin

me mutha$#&@in money out ya $#&@in pockets
give me them rings and that $#&@in' watch n you
betta listen up before I start poppin it's me again

I'm constantly robbin

[Lord Infamous]

Slap on his block wit the glock
and lock'em down to the rocks
fiendin' for his knot in his pocket strip him

down his socks, grab and feel this 44
hopin' steam right off this scope
and I let him smoke If I go in ya pockets and ya broke

ya got a lotta nuts rollin' my hood on ya twankies
now ya gotta drop off them (*##$es and that ring on ya pankies
either ya give me ya green, ya pills, and ya powda
Or I gotta pump the gauge and let you take a buck shot shower

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