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THREE 6 MAFIA lyrics : "Walk Up 2 Yo House"

Yeah, you stand the third house
Right beside the one with the gate
[??]

I'm gonna walk over there and knock on his door
[??]
[knock]

^!$$% this is the heaven party
^!$$% we got your tests back
You partyin' hoe


[Chorus x8]
Walk up to your house

Knock on your door
And blow your $$# off


[Juicy J]
Late last night lyin' in the bed
Eyes red

Thinkin' should I get these hoes
Thinkin' should get these hoes
Thinkin' should I but they head

Should a ^!$$% plan a hit
Or grab my pistol grip and take care my business
Cause they don't know who they $#&@in' with

Call my ^!$$% Project Pat cause I know he got my back
Fruck writin' rhymes
This is real %#@! not a track

Camouflage in the dark for the ones who act hard
The devil on my left side
The other side I'm God

Why do ^!$$%s talk %#@!
Never tryin' to stick together
Murder in the city streets

Make you fools feel better
So I just walk in a pace
Thinkin' of a case to get a (*##$ erased

Chrome to your $#&@in' face
This an't no game ^!$$%
My finger is on the trigger

Your time is runnin' out
My conscious say I gotta get em'
Is there a way that a ^!$$% can escapre from hell

I $#&@ em' up with the mosberg buckshell
(*##$


[Chorus x4]

[Gangsta Boo]

Once I step up to your door
I'm lettin' all you (*##$es know
Point blank range to your skull

No love in me hoe
Once I get that %#@!
That plan in my head is to get richer

Sittin' back countin' motzerella cheese
That's the picture
What's up, do you wanna come

And compete against this lady
This lady stayin' scandelous
I'm talkin' bout' crazy

Comin' like the NAZI
Kickin' in the doors for your %#@!
Never ever hesitate

Stay about my profits (*##$
I don't give a $#&@ about
What you sayin' the police know

They don't really know me
All them folk is Jane Doe
Comin' to your soon

So beware of this gangsta %#@!
Enough has been said
Got you scared so I'm endin' this


[Koopsta Knicca]
See I done built me a two story house up on a rock

I done slept in the dark
And my clothes since a clock get my pocket full nalvy
(*##$, count my head and sense
I got that whole wide world in my hand
Spin that ten as a trill rock

Still for that bill
Hard to kill mother$#&@er
Koopsta mentally ill
Still [??] in my face and (*##$ best not say %#@!
I'm yelling quick, quick, quick, quick, quick, quick

Quick, quick , quick hold all my power
Stayin' blastin' (*##$ dip into a crystal rub
That tough I've been seen his face, face thinkin' ^!$$%
Fest for he wishes than just vanity
In my pit with the deadlock on (*##$ and I'm peekin' now

Them ^!$$%s bustin' all over the whole ceilin'

[Chorus x2]

[Lord Infamous]

Checkin' us out while tap on the door
Kickin' them down hit the floor
Innocent victims are shuttin' their door
Leavin' all drippin' in bloody war
Run in the hallways look in the room
Soakin' away them bloody pools

Check for the posse they hidden up there poped
With a pillow case uder their tools
Will it be a bulet behind their ear
Don' want no moaning
No tears, telephone cords
I took out that wall
No one could stop all the terror in here

From the five foot five !@#% doggin' alcoholic man
Enchanted door kickin' evil ^!$$%
Named Lord Infamous
Nigas what I knowledge do not
recognize the ultimate to you into trouble
With kona kula serious draggin' dead bodies in back of my grey
Chevrolet on the way to send her many

With a bombing in a bouqet

[DJ Paul]
I just can't stop
I keep on loading my gun
I can't be seein' masta stopa
Till I fill and I come

Cause I ain't no sitcom
YOur head com
Fool happy being
Flag on my face
So no identityl they seein'
Your enemies me and a
Six double double six (*##$ ya bein'

Face to face with the forty (*##$
One [??] a fast comes tryin' to scare to the trigga hoe
Forty four in the middle being your life sayin'
I'ma suckin' let this Ruga go
It ain't no dead line
Cause they don't love but plenty hate
When I come at you hoe

I'ma take this mask up off my face
We ain't gonna ring the door bell
Just a couple of knocks
who it be your presence your
$#&@in' heart heart gonna stop
Cause we gone

[Chorus x3]

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