Letras:Three 6 Mafia. Most Know Unknown. Knock Tha Black Off Yo Ass.

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(Dj paul) x2
It aint no bitch in my blood
nigga its nuttn but thug
it aint no bitch in my blood
nigga its nuttn but thug

(juicy j)
I'll knock the bllack off yo ass
I'll knock the bllack off yo ass
I'll knock the bllack off yo ass
I'll knock the bllack off yo ass

(project pat)
the main nigga on the block
where its hot fuckn shit
I'll be the main muthatha fucka
so ya dead in a hitch
bullet led to hiz throat
let two off in hiz head
wuz he scared
dead cuz of me
cuz of wut he said
copasted I keep copastedic
means I'm too the hood
coper led in my automatic
when im in yo hood
wish you would
try to flex boss
pistol in my dwars
hollywood north memphis boss
muthafucka lossed
if he real he could talk street
stiil because of me
I keep real bustn wit dat heat
off of da one beat
on yo toes
bleeding out yo noes
got the posse home
dats a roll
u in hospital
pull off on yo hoes
check em in
wit a shishty bitch
u get out and spread
u gonna mend me some dam ends
make yo self look bad
do it bad
but dont hop along
my nigga is home
when I shoot
through yo fuckn chrome
bullets gone be home

(dj paul) x2
it aint no bitch in my blood
nigga its nuttn but thug
it aint no bitch in my blood
nigga its nuttn but thug

(juicy j)
I'll knock the bllack off yo ass
I'll knock the bllack off yo ass
I'll knock the bllack off yo ass
I'll knock the bllack off yo ass

(juicy j)
ummm hmmm
10 g's get yo ass blowed off
and yo mama heww hewn
and yo dady and yo ma inlaw
20 g's will get yo ass choped up
like some rondavu
bbq tips
like we dont giva fuck
ummm hummm
30 g's will get u thrown in a river
split it wit yo niggas
they probably would rid wit us
ummm hmmm
50 g's would get yo gold takn out
till they menchined yo name
they say
man dont kno wut u talkn bout
u could get yo ass pistoled whip
wit a 9 or a 45 or a heni fith
we play dirty till we die
nigga get yo throat slit
we could stomp you to the ground
then fold off a clip

(dj paul) x2
it aint no bitch in my blood
nigga its nuttn but thug
it aint no bitch in my blood
nigga its nuttn but thug

(juicy j)
I'll knock the bllack off yo ass
I'll knock the bllack off yo ass
I'll knock the bllack off yo ass
I'll knock the bllack off yo ass

(crunchi blacc)
you could talk about this
you could talk about that
but if I catch you talkn
ima beat u wit da bat
do u sumthn wrong
nigga how u like dat
I thought I saw a putty cat
I thought I saw a cat
these r my goods
tryn to see my stash
but if I catch you peepn
nigga dats yo ass
u the type of nigga
that'll keep on comen back
so ima gone kill ya
leave u dead where u at

(dj paul)
I think they better call bush
cuz its a national disasta
when I unleash my pistol
grip push masta
wit me alone
I got dubs and drums
100 round spita u cant hide
u cant run
ima snipa
riddn in a blue chevy
a trunk full of guns man
u hoes aint ready
kill a bitch like freddy
and a betty edward jones
in the middle of the night
wake em up wit wit red saint

(dj paul) x2
it aint no bitch in my blood
nigga its nuttn but thug
it aint no bitch in my blood
nigga its nuttn but thug

(juicy j)
I'll knock the bllack off yo ass
I'll knock the bllack off yo ass
I'll knock the bllack off yo ass
I'll knock the bllack off yo ass

(Thanks to Kurt for these lyrics)