Three 6 Mafia - Hard Hittaz lyrics
***need lyrics*** >[Intro DJ Paul talking] (With Echos) Yea! (Yea) Three Six (Six) Boogie Mane (Mane) Hypnotize Mindz (Tize Mindz) You know.. (You know) n***az get scared when they see these hard hittaz (Hard hittaz) Walk up in the muthaf**in club we come to repasesing sh** (Pasesing sh**) They start talkin like girls and sh** (And sh**) (woman screaming) Dont u dare..touch me stand back..no!!!...nooooo!!!!! Yea! Hook:(2x) They got scared when these hard hittaz came in They got chainz but they all tucked in We got them thangz and we brought em all in These n***az play dead when they hea we came in (Came in) Crunchy Blac: See I am a hard hitta yes I am And I dont really n***a give a damn About chu and how you f**in rock sh** I put a 45 that make you b**hes stop dead You wanna co*k it go ahead and co*k it Dont make a n***a like me make you drop it Im ten toes im from tha M-f**in-Town We gangsta walkin You hea da f**in gangsta sound Its ashes ashes dust to dust The gats we trust Y'all dont really wanna bust I see you and your crew n***a in da club You tuck in yo chainz you must be some sissy club Do you wanna go to war n***a & spit some blood You talkin that sh** like a f**in s*ut You talk sh** then you might as well bring sh** I shut this muthaf**in club down for you b**h! Hook: (2x) They got scared when these hard hittaz came in They got chainz but they all tucked in We got them thangz and we brought em all in These n***az play dead when they hea we came in (Came in) DJ Paul: (Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!) Now if you wonder why so many diss Hypnotize Its cause them haters aint eatin they on some muthaf**in diets Alot them is really sick I think they got amensia Cause on Sunday they diss ya But come Monday they need ya Quit tellin lies to the public If you could rewind your life back You probably be wit me on this track But I aint come hea my n***a for no sorrow no wounds But imma stay bumpin till I put my head on my tomb fuh real! Juicy J: n***az wanna blame us cause they famous They wanna ride a new wipe instead of catchin the matter bus So why I gotta take da blame for lame a** n***az not havin thangz Maybe you need to boost some clothes get yo self some pocket changes I know you like them fairy tales say you make the three six sale So while my pockets still unswung you reachin in the garbage pale Playa im not ya friend wit it name a price and J'll spend it Get yo self a nine to five and try yo luck on lottery ticket Boogie Mane: Whussup n***a Wanna be baddest the next n***a True facts you aint gettin sh** but f** n***a Buck n***a catchin da cut when I rush n***a Jump n***a thankin you kool you chump n***a f** dat imma get nine to get mine If you hood dawg off in the club im on shine (????) in my mouth f** up yo cloud and get paid Wit tha same place to call our own and get away Whats the deal dawg ill be bout buckin and gettin crunk And really dawg I could care less about stunts In my trunk though where you gon ride after da show Aint no punk goes so I suppose you get throwed by some elbows f** it I'll fill his a** wit holes on dat funk blo throwin high low Like imma pro get buck dawg get crunk dawg But actin like a f**in fool gon get you jumped dawg