Three 6 Mafia - F**k y'all h**s lyrics

If you ain't claiming G-D (f** y'all hoes) If you ain't claiming V-L (f** y'all hoes) If you ain't claiming Crips Then (f** y'all hoes) If you ain't claiming Bloods Then (f** y'all hoes) If you ain't claiming BHZ (f** y'all hoes) If you ain't claiming North Memphis (f** y'all hoes) If you ain't claiming Orange Mound (f** y'all hoes) If you ain't claiming Southpark (f** y'all hoes) b**h we are entertainers We warfare trainers We ain't g**ners But we will make you famous I show you falling hoes I show you slippin' slopes I show you swiss I knows I dangling from the rows You top that Tokeo Up in the studio But in the streets they ho You cool they diff but so But if he eat the coke And wanna go for broke Let's get them guns out ho I thank you f**ing former ho I can fight this n***a I can whoop this n***a I can (Gun loading) (Gun Shots) Boom, with the trigger I can rob this boy I can mob this boy I can call a f**ing k**er Do a job on this boy I can make this fool I can rape this fool I can get them off my five o'clock Or ten o'clock news I can lend a helping hand I can be your f**ing friend I can leave his body stankin' In a croquer garbage can If you ain't claiming Hollywood (f** y'all hoes) If you ain't claiming Walker Homes (f** y'all hoes) If you ain't claiming Foot Home (f** y'all hoes) If you ain't claiming Walter Simmons (f** y'all hoes) If you ain't claiming Smokey City (f** y'all hoes) If you ain't claiming Evergreen (f** y'all hoes) If you ain't claiming LMG (f** y'all hoes) If you ain't claiming Dixie Homes (f** y'all hoes) Don't play with the Hypnotize C A M P (A C) Blowin' small balls n***a feel me Maybe I be what chu' call the first lady Triple Six put me through the doors getting money Now you Jelous a** b**hes in my face Tryin' take my sh** out of place (You be steppin' b**h) I be on some Hennesy Mixed with some Alizae Smokin' on some hay On my way, on that plat, "A" ("A") I'm hittin' on some small n***as (That rob n***as) Smoke coke (With big mob figures) That star n***as In P-Agg ya Get 'em recorded they own pictures I'm takin' puss, and dankin' drankin' Drank wit' warning n***as I poke them stagged up And round wit' trick a heavy n***as I'm talkin' ski-mask Engage up out of the back seat n***as Pull the triggers and I keep a tone, world-rone Dangers on, hustle grown Sippin' on, burn a post Papers on, but still I'm home If you ain't claiming New Chicago (f** y'all hoes) If you ain't claiming Roxy Brown (f** y'all hoes) If you ain't claiming p**y Valley (f** y'all hoes) If you ain't claiming Fowler Homes (f** y'all hoes) If you ain't claiming Douglas then (f** y'all hoes) If you ain't claiming Trig then (f** y'all hoes) If you ain't claiming Mclemore (f** y'all hoes) If you ain't claiming Bunker Hill (f** y'all hoes) No issues You think this kid f**ed up the f**ing problem b**h you don't know that Koopsta Knicca is a murder robber Got yo motherf**ing brother in the back seat Sweat drippin' off his neck, son of b**h you don't know me "Kopsta" I kinda hear the whispers in his f**ing bed "Knicca" And you think you got that strip than why don't you get with him And if you wanna stress me grab my 8.0 is you dead Say, "Mister, cum a dress ya" Koopsta got 'em scared If you ain't claiming Hyde Park (f** y'all hoes) If you ain't claiming Ridge Grove (f** y'all hoes) If you ain't claiming Ridge Crest (f** y'all hoes) If you ain't claiming Bartlett then (f** y'all hoes) If you ain't claiming Germantown (f** y'all hoes) If you ain't claiming (f** y'all hoes) If you ain't claiming (f** y'all hoes) If you ain't naming f** y'all hoes f** y'all hoes f** y'all hoes f** y'all hoes f** y'all hoes f** y'all hoes