Three 6 Mafia - Touched Wit It lyrics

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[Serv-on]

Boy, I think this the second time you done passed up this sign you goin' the

wrong way main.

[Fiend]

Slow ya role, slow ya role, ya know what im saying?

Look, we about to go I 255, [yeah]straight up to Memphis.

[ya show]See what im saying, Paul said he gone meet us by Wal-Greens, we 'bout

to go head on and break this bread, ya heard me? What you gone do?

[Fiend]

Bitch, you can picture the pain, I rip you in vain

While the young soldiers whisper my name

I'm dealing the caine, sippin' on crown, smokin' that Jane

Open the brain, let that shot inject, you think that I'm playin'

Don't make me get at your kin fo those that can't

Either you die slow, ride slow, cause Fiend about to show

How not only God knows, these niggas our hoes, my stock broke

So we ain't trippin' puttin' knives to throats

Buckin the clip at the 5and 0 ,allow smoke

Dosha go straight to my lungs I see WHOMP WHOMP WHOMP WHOMP

In ya streets Chopper intro now peep this

Got wit you

F-I-E-N-D and THREE-6Talk it like I bring I feel you need this, deep shit Sleep

wit them fishes, eat wit them bitches, it's all on you

Like that lil nigga B.G. cd volume 2 I throw hallows threw ,what you use to

swallow and chew, so how ya gone do?

[Lord Infamous]

Infamous I'm leavin brain dust I'll endanger you lamers like strangers

I'm in this bitch, pimp stick, clothes hangers

I'm out the frame, on a lame, like a Banger

I either put you in a cross, or I pull the Moss

I'm runnin threw some logs, tryinto blow ya leg off

I put some shit up in the line that'll blow ya mind

It's like some Colt 45, does it every time, nigga get my rhymes

Chorus:

Fiend If I pull my pistol I'm a bust wit it

Never see me holdin it and go fuss wit it

You gone be a big pussy gettin fucked wit it

Foever tucked wit it, cause you done got touched wit it

[2x']s[Serv-on]

Act like you know me when I say Im head thug on your block

Hold ya breath when I spray paint my name on yo spot

Tell your self you ain't scared when I run in

your chick I ain't bout no games woady its your life or yo bitch

Apologize when I pass by bootin my grill

3rd World I represent it Blood City fo real

Forget yo know me when I pistol whip you and yo click

No limit riders, Tre 6, yall aint runnin like this

[DJ Paul]

Now whats the fuck the use of holdin a gun and playin wit you hoes

I'm bout to shut down yo heart thats how the story gizoes These boys think

cause we some CEO's, we must be some hoes

Its consequences and reprecusions fuckin wit pros

These bitches hot cause its hypnotized and no limit

We off the wham but only real niggas all up in it

I tell you what Serv kill the head of yo click

And I bet all them hoes quit talkin shit

[Chorus 2x's]

[Juicy J]

I never ran up to a trunk

Blastin on a fuckin punk

Toxicated, high, or drunk

Try and grab the closest pump

Never flodged on

how I lived

Fight a nigga over a bitch

Playa Im just callin pimp

Always keep a cigarette lit

Never walked up in the club

Dissin niggas wit a mug

Always keep my own sacks

Never wanted to hit your bud

Independent on you hoes

Makin more than selling dope

If you wanna hate the click

Nigga I make your body froze

[Serv-on]

Close yo eyes when ya see tha gat shots in my plaster

Mouth full its a south thang thuggin like that

You say you know Im in North Memphis pushin that drill

Tearin clubs up in South Memphis and Smokey that slip

Say your prayers when I lay that iron clean on yo chest

Dont play no games boy, Im kinda wild wit them techs

Pretend you deaf when I scream what city you claim

Fuck around wit me I separate your body from your name

[La Chat]

Lay down bitch ,La Chat and I ain't playing no games buckin you hoes, my mado

keep my distance from lames

My 45 be on my side and I be ready to ride

We catch you slippin you be missin have you barried alive

My niggas down down we got that anna that you bitches dont wanna Step to

me wrong Paul,Juicy,Pat,La Chat be strapped wit them pumps

Now how you figure when you fuck up that we gone let you live

We kill your ass then set a ransom fo your guts that we spill!!!!!

[Chorus]