Three 6 Mafia - Barrin' You b**hes lyrics

I'm staying crunk I'm plenty drunk I can't be barrin' you b**hes I'm staying crunk I'm plenty drunk I can't be barrin' you b**hes These boys ain't wild I'll f** them cowards stick them b**hes for riches [DJ Paul] My n***a silent night, deadly night That's when I start when I start creepin' like a hitman Scope my man then I toss the dynamite b**hes yall ain't got the guns b**hes yall ain't got the funds f**in' around with Three to Six I'll make you n***as duck and run Hoes this ain't no game I'm playin' I'm sayin', I'm fed up with you boys Crunchy catch that trick back on that-ways he still remeber them punks Straight hoe n***a, flat broke n***a Make his eyes close I drop you n***as like I drop my hoes [Gangsta Boo] I say we marchin' and steppin', plenty weapons we packin' Why you haters be lackin' always dissin' with rappin' How you bumpin' our sh** then you turn around an you diss? You wouldn't want to step we been in this sh** you rookie b**h Let me see who it be..shh pysch boy I ain't sayin your name you know who you are Lil' Boy In my time I saw faces, people of shades and races People nail me to crosses like I'm Jesus you Satan I'm staying crunk I'm plenty drunk I can't be barrin' you b**hes I'm staying crunk I'm plenty f**ed I can't be barrin' you b**hes I'm staying crunk I'm plenty drunk I can't be barrin' you b**hes These boys ain't wild I'll f** them cowards stick them b**hes for riches [Juicy J] Now I ain't f**ed up bout these n***as dissin' Cause a n***a givin these blessings See you like a dog you fetching, starin at a f**in' weapon Know your momma taught you better, never try to diss a player Maybe I can k** you now or stall around and k** you later Probably I should call the boys Tell them to bring them toys We gonna bust them b**hes and fold them up like aluminium foil And keep loadin them guns Takin em one by one Throwin' up sets and snappin' necks until the job is done [Lord Infamous] Take em' on a lyrical holocaust Infamous is just our mafia boss n***a walk around with his head blown off Call me the wicked a** lord of farce n***a one look and get his a** ripped apart Infamous coke has got no heart Coming through the hoe ain't no motherf**in boss Fall to the earth ? Hoes be froze in a permanent dose These b**hes blow me outta their clothes Call me the n***a with the dirty nose That will unload a 44 up to the foes Ain't no playin with you motherf**in hoes Let's throw that rope but you hoes don't know But the infamous know you So and So and Toe and Toe I take the flow I'm staying crunk I'm plenty drunk I can't be barrin' you b**hes I'm staying crunk I'm plenty f**ed I can't be barrin' you b**hes I'm staying crunk I'm plenty drunk I can't be barrin' you b**hes These boys ain't wild I'll f** them cowards stick them b**hes for riches [Koopsta Knicca] Ahh... ? dress up on my head see, heard dat? Ask motherf**in' scared n***a hell yeah Jumped up out the bed cause no sofa bed b**h ya heard? ? 4 clickas ain't going out like no b**h Ain't no ? out this place like that fog up in my face Ain't no rollin' like no sissy Ain't no busta b**h, OK? Grab that gat co*ked and handle like they think that I'm crazed So hit in their the face like a third grader on acid I'm staying crunk I'm plenty drunk I can't be barrin' you b**hes I'm staying crunk I'm plenty f**ed I can't be barrin' you b**hes I'm staying crunk I'm plenty drunk I can't be barrin' you b**hes These boys ain't wild I'll f** them cowards stick them b**hes for riches