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THREE 6 MAFIA lyrics : "Nine To Yo Dome"

Nine to your
Nine to your
Nine to your

Nine to your
Nine to your dome hoe
Nine to your dome hoe

Nine to your
Nine to your
Nine to your

Nine to your
Nine to your
Nine to your


[Chorus]
Nine to your dome hoe whatcha gonna do (*##$

Nine to your dome whatcha whatcha gona do (*##$
Nine to your dome hoe whatcha gonna do (*##$
Nine to your dome whatcha whatcha gona do (*##$

Nine to your dome hoe whatcha gonna do (*##$
Nine to your dome whatcha whatcha gona do (*##$
Nine to your dome hoe whatcha gonna do (*##$

Nine to your dome whatcha whatcha gona do (*##$

The mother$#&@in south is in the house foe the nine fo

Memphis ^!$$%z, ^!$$% and we killas who gon run the floor
One of you hoes step
One of you hoes gonna die (*##$

Aint no thang
Civil and plain bang
In your eye (*##$

Tricky type $$# ^!$$%z
Always wanna flex they nuts
But they gonna get $#&@ed

With this nine
Stuck up they butt
Unload this whole damn clip up in your $$# hoe

Naw, its to late to squash the %#@!
I'm gonna blast hoe
$#&@ the five O

And the mother$#&@in jumpin grass
Searching a real ^!$$% in his draws
Like they $$# a !@$)

Get yo god damn hands of a real one
Just before I make you feel the bullets from my steal some
Big $$# cop think I'm playin

But I'm from tha hood
North Memphis hoe
Yeah rank it (*##$ Hollywood

Ready and prepared
That's the exit que to
With my tone

Whatcha gonna do
When my nine crones at your dome
(*##$es


[Chorus]


Nine mother$#&@in millimeter
Aint no tradin hoe
This some real %#@!

Street %#@!
Lettin sucker know
If yo $$# step

Go head make me pull the triger
$#&@in with me dawg
You gonna make me catch a charge ^!$$%

Figga out a way
With these holla points copper tips
Slip, trip, @@#! back, quick

Then I shoot a (*##$
Aint no damn $#&@in around
13 rounds at your head

Aim point blank
At your face
Makin sure your dead

Headed to my mother$#&@n ride
Dichin evidence
Mask on, lotces on
Headed to my residence
Consequences

They accur when you talkin smack
Thinkin you the big man
But you betta watch your back
Rat tat tat tat
With the sound of the tech nine

Take this trick (*##$ $$# ^!$$% tryin to take mine
(Oh naw man I aint gonna take yours)
(Aint nothing like that dog you know what I'm sayin)
Nine to yo $#&@in dome (*##$


[Chorus - Till fade]

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