Three 6 Mafia - Love to Make a Stang lyrics

[Hook: Lord Infamous] 6x Because me really love to make a stang Mr. high-capper, don't make me touch ya mane [Verse 1: DJ Paul] I'm scopin' out ya busta cause I got no love f-izz-or ya I got green Chevy wid a trunk that'll hold ya, down 'Til I reach my part of town Blackside bound clown Shoot ya down, have ya ever heard the sound Of a S-K auto round, trick Ditch a b**h in a second click, quick On a rapper for the hell of it Similar to love that I got for Three six Sixness in the heart of me Cause my b-izz-ody wid a love for robbery [Verse 2: Lord Infamous, AKA Scarecrow] Scarecrow wid the cloudy smoke flyin' out my mouth The little hundred rounds give it to me now, or me pow Me co*k a slug, drop you in thee mud, in thee blood Eventually you pa** away and then me choke on me bud Me wonder why smokin' this thunder Makes me go and hunt out a n***a for money I start to share out all ah the money And me do not stop until that bloody Sunday No matter sunshine or rain Mane shut the f** up and give me everythang Hook (4x) [Verse 3: Juicy J] Back in the days, as a kid I played "stick 'em up" Now I'm gettin' buck, gained nuts Robbin' armored trucks Walkin' through the streets of Hyde Park When it's pitch dark Comin' out the cuts, wid a gat When I'm ready to rob Hard to my job I was makin' bustas think twice Thinkin' that I'm f**in' nice Knowin' I'll make they body ice cold Then throw 'em in the hideaway where bodies lay Wid them thangs, we'll split ya brain When we stang [Outro] 5x Because me real-, because me real- Because me real-, because me really love to make a stang