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THREE 6 MAFIA lyrics : "I Ain't Goin'"

[Lord Infamous]
Sound the alarm
Infamous comes

From the slums
Lookin' them done
Within' they pump

Cough the thoughts
(*##$es are numb
^!$$%s they run

All of my guns
Droppin' a fuss
Filish the wound

(*##$es are doom
At high noon
Billy the Kid

Splatter his wig
Without a clue
^!$$%s get blue

Off they shoes
What's up dead fool
I got my tools

Don't get the rules
It's up to you
What will you do

Here comes the rat
Here comes the tat
Hit 'em with bats

Chop off they $$#
Blow up the gats
Don't hit a mack

Infamous packed
Down for a jack
Ready to buck

Wantin' to $#&@
Testin' my nuts
You will get stuck

Down in the rut
Fillin' the slugs
Empty your gut

All on the rug
[?] dug
All on my mug

They will pay
When I'm comin' with the shanks
And my dank

And the chains

[Koopsta Knicca]

Fallin' up and down the street
Lookin' for some %#@! to creep
^!$$%s knowin' my bogus tags

And they pull up they gangsta setts
They knowin' bout my roll
Part of robbin' ^!$$%s who thinkin' they hard

And dumpin' trick in a ditch
That's my hobby cause I ain't ready
In the bushes where I hang

But you want to be a wild thang
And throw yo $$# up in my face
Now I got your little monkey $$#

No I'm not a scapula
So try to break it off with the rest of your dough
[?] the rest of yo bag

[???]
Which will die or bleed elite
Watch yo body hit the street

[?] they say where you lay
No one knows your damn face
But I do and that's a fact

Come play the game of pitty pat
I thought you on the railroad track
Slice yo head and leave you dead


[Chorus]
I'm takin' care of my motha$#&@in' business

I ain't goin' (*##$
Savin' none of ya hoes and I never be...

[Juicy "J"]
Ain't no $#&@in' negotiatin'

When the nines @@#!ed
Don't get yourself in a situation
Straight to a pinebox
I think it's time for meditation
To all this crime stop

Three 6 known for demonstratin'
For makin' bodies drop
Sometimes it's like I'm in a movie
Like the movie Scream
These ^!$$%s don't say nothing to me

Cause I be lookin' mean
And if you stick a knife right through me
Cut through my bloodstream
You hoes $$# ^!$$%s better kill me
Cuase fool this ain't no dream

I'm comin' for you like I'm crazy
Straight out the institution
Like a mafia member pay me
They know there nothin' to it
To leave my house lazy
And throw her in a sewer

The 97 you can't fade me
When I got something to do with it

[DJ Paul]
Now we got some killas in the house
When you claim you couldn't tell
Do I need to leave it here?

(buck, buck, buck)
To leave your $$# convinced
Or do we need to put some kick dose on you $#&@y hoes
Mack 10's and 12's rebel
WE got this under control
And when we call this type of deal
It's a splash party

When them brains paint the wall
It's Dj Paully all off of ya'll
Watch me blas
Watch me grasp for this stash
Rip off this mask
I done got hotter hope it's all cash
And the n we hopin' in this essense

But throw them gats
The mask and sacks of cash in Juicy's Lexus
And now we goin' out own separate ways
We got six hundred and sixty-six ways to get paid

[Chorus]

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