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THREE 6 MAFIA lyrics : "Who Got Dem 9's"

[juicy j]
Yeah, juicy j in the house with my ^!$$% project mother$#&@in' pat
Lettin' you ^!$$%s know about respect

You know what i'm sayin
We gets respect off in these mother$#&@in' streets
Yeah right

Yeah mother$#&@in' respect

[Chorus x4]

Who got dem 9's (who got dem 9's)
Who got dem tech's (who dot dem techs)
Throw yo mother$#&@in' sett

To show you know you got respect

[juicy j]

We's creepin' through your hood
Makin' you hoe $$# ^!$$%s jump
With them doubts somebody hear shots

Got you shakin'
Call the cops
When the cops got on the scene all they heard was cries and screams

Triple 6 ^!$$%s are mean
When they blast them triple beams
Seem to me you never learn

So we have to demonstrate
Mother$#&@ a murder case
Shot the (*##$ off in his face

Face it hoe and be a man
Play the game until the end
You was out there claimin' killa

So to hell, with your friends
All your foes, i suppose
You think i'ma let you live

No love words never show
So not love is what i give
Get respect off in these streets

Stayin' real, packin' heat
Some don't wanna see me have
Always out tryin' to creep

On the next, do i flex
With them techs, let em' kill
Those with anna on your chest

We gon' make your blood spill
We for reall off in this %#@!
If you jump we gon' clown

Put a bullet in your head
And lay your body in the ground


[Chorus x4]

[project pat]

It's gangsta it's gangsta
Everybody wanna be a deals, a killa
Fire ya'll let and you gon' be a body

In lobby
Ghetto life is ghetto past the blastin'
And askin', for that $#&@in' loot

And then i'm dashin', harrassin'
If you real
Then you respect the real one

I feel some
^!$$%s need to have a chat with nina, the enforcer
187 soldiers in this motha

I'll smother those who thnk they bolder than no other
A buster gon' lose his $#&@in' life up in the gizame
I'll dusta gets right upside your head

And blow your brizain's to pieces
And even if it's your time to clock those glocks down
So watch out

Wasn't raised to be no hoe, i'm takin' my glock down
And mother$#&@ police
Cause when it's on

(*##$ it's murder
So go and get your toes and your click
And i'ma serve ya

I urge ya, don't be lookin' at my face dog
Watch the 9 r-e-s-p-e-c-t
Oh, you gon' give me mine

[Chorus...till fade]

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