Letras:Three 6 Mafia. Da End. Dangerous Posse.

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[Behind Dj Paul]
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[ Dj Paul]

Woooooo
The most dangerous posse song ever
Its goin down hypnotize camp posse you did this nigga
Shit talkers you wanna talk about something nigga talk about
How many ho's clothes and bank rolls we got
Who we got in hea Juicy J,LiL Wyte,Frayser Boy,Crunchy Black,
Lord infamous,(Record Rewind-(La Chat)) and me Dj Paul The King of Memphis

[Juicy J]

Nigga we some maniacs
Fuckin up our brainiacs
Crackin down some dope
With a razor full of membadat
Vodka mix with simalac
Take a gun and cock it back
Now im about to blow my brains out
Cuz i dont give a shat
Hope u give a nigga reason to wet cha the bigger gun the better
The more shit you talk the more blood on sweater
The plain crashes the devil the anthrax the letters forgot about the peddlers we still in the ghetto

[Crunchy Black]

Let me intro-duce my-self my fuckin nigga ima be the one to pull the fuckin trigga
Ima be the one to sent to fuckin get ya
You better watch out cause i paint a picture
A pretty little picture of how a nigga get cha
Lock you in the trunk and take care of my business
Paul and juicy sent me so you know it mean business
CB nigga i aint leavin no witness

[Dj Paul]

Yea make me a belivier nigga make some shit this motha u fuckin wanna be's lord roll

[Lord Infamous]

I am the predator
You are the prey
You play the target
And lord play the gauge
You pay bitches
And i mac ho's
You run from niggas I fire a stud nose
I calls the 3 6 bitch a platinum clique
And you cant sell 3 copies of your shit
You smoke baby tweed and cheap packs of blow
Ya own a vehicle paid for by nigga the Scarecrow.

[Frayser boy over Lord Infamous] Yea Yea Yea

[Frayser Boy]

Frayser boy pack them toys
Yall dont wanna fuck with me
Infra red got ya scared in protective custody
The unbreakables the most hatables the unescapepables
Time to bust a nigga head we unhesitatable
Ya chest poked out mouth talkin cash shit
Im from the bay ima show you how a nigga be a bitch
Time to damage shit no understanding this
You know we scandoulous hcp boy your lights out like a candle bitch.



[LiL Wyte]

Well Im about to rip a hole in the industry
Holdin my energy
Wadent about to let it out but yall had to come testin me
Givin ya one warning changing names before i get ya crunk
Lyrically copywrited all my shit plus ill fuck you up
You dont wanna cross the path of killas when you on the streets
Hcp got little WY-T to the E and thats just how it be
Quit yo mothafuckin hatin playin all yo pety games
If u wanted to ride my nuts that bad you should've asked me man.

[Dj Paul] Danger.

[Dj Paul]

You mothafuckas want a war bitch so ima bring it on
Catch you in these fucking streets boy and ima point the chrome
Put you in the fucking car ho and we gon' take you home
To hell with all that cryin now nigga we gonna get it on
Beat you with that (y???) across your damn dome
And when you ran your mouth you shouldve known to had a fucking tone
Bangin from beginin man we winnin cause my camp is strong
The same way your skulls started denting cause we beatin all you niggas man
You had the right plan but you had the wrong mans
Tryin to build a clique like the hypnotize camp
Im knowing it wouldnt work so i just sit back
And watch how the trains just run off the track
Cause it'd be too many losses to many bosses to many niggas thats wantin they own office
You niggas better realize who got the city on
THREE SIX FUCKING MAFIA NOT YOU DAMN HO's.

Chuch,Chuch Yall niggas know what time it is lets go

MA MAMA MAMA FI FIFI FIFI FI A AA AA AA A A

10x
Yall cant fuck with this

THREE SIX FUCKIN MAFIA
THREE THREE SIX
THREE SIX FUCKIN MAFIA
THREE SIX FUCKIN MAFIA
THREE THREE THREE THREE THREE THREE SIX FUCKIN MAFIA
NOT YOU DAMN HO'S
HO...HO....HO...HO'S