Three 6 Mafia - Are You Ready 4 Us lyrics

Hahaha 1998 Three 6 mafia Hooked up with the motherf**in' dayton family Are ya'll ready for us Bring the pain b**h ya'll ain't ready for us Miphia style Flip time 98 Rollin' like dees Smoke the trees b**h [Chorus x2] We mafia, is it too much (we mafia mafia mafia ya) Are you ready for us (we mafai mafia mafia ya) Cause it's the 1990 triple 6 2000 [scarecrow] Mixtures of sin and gin on sight Cut the wings off an angel On both sides I'm suin' Huntin' All them s**as State your last name first Meyers, michael Lord is k**in' Three 6 k**in' What else will i say Even children Probably don't give a f** if you are naughty or nice At night Sacrifice Good bye, lights out [juicy j] Can you feel me Can you hear me Did you pick the scene A lot of fools done f**ed around town Showed up in your dreams Standin' in a hideaway Inferred, them guns spray Gotcha shakin' Gotcha nervous Knowin' not how to get away Lookin' out the window pane Cause all your gonna feel is pain In your yard i see a tree I also see your body hang See the phone Pick it up The wire that is only cut I meant to pray Your still gonna die Too late b**h Your time is up [Chorus x4] [dayton family] What the f** you wanna do Be a victim of my homicide If you try to jack I'll leave you dead head in the g ride And creep up out my vehicle And continue my jack move Still gat under the dirt Now put it up in your hand Now ain't that smooth Motherf**er Snooze motherf**er Move motherf**er Loose motherf**er Put your face down to the floor And don't you take a look up I heard about what you cook up See b**h this is a stick up I'm takin' you off your tippy toes Take your cheese And f** your hoes Givin' you crack sacks, macks back in your cadillacs Drop glock in my draws Extra clip up under my balls My dick's like a 44 f**in' up your p**y wall You ran your lip about your grip And i'm takin' in on the stash box Your pockets are swoll hoe And i'm lookin' for a jackpot I wear a mask on my face So i won't catch a case Keepin' it low key Don't nobody know me I'm just like a snake When i creep through your window So motherf** the cops Cold hard on me kin though So motherf** the 5-0 It's all about survival I leave them like d-o-a b**h that's dead on arrival [Chorus x4] Cause it's the 1990 triple 6 2000 [dj paul] Give'em two To the head Three to the neck And the other f**in' tip Too his motherf**in' chest Gotta buck him down Gotta buck him down town Talkin' bout' these clowns Talkin' sh** up in my f**in' town Since he ain't dead yet Check his head Check his chest Playa should have guessed He was strapped with a f**in' vest Hoe you should have known You was f**in' with the triple 6 We bust I knew you wasn't ready for us [gangsta boo] Am i too much To avoid, can't you f** with us In the lexus truck with juicy j Getting f**ed up Tearin' the club up What be bumpin' on the radio Mafia is what i'm screamin' Till the day i die hoe More game for the lame Educate them b**hes man Stay in focus Hocus pocus Tryin' my best to maintain High as the sky Is why it's my business b**h Open up your own f**in' account And get up out my sh** [Chorus x4] Cause it's the 1990 triple 6 2000 [crunchy blac] 6 b**h So don't you f** with this click Cause if you f** with this click You'll get a little of this (gun shots) You must don't know who you f**in' with b**h Cause we leavin' bodies in body bags Drop em' off in a ditch Know i mean kid Know i mean kid, huh See we come from A natural bomb A natural gun A natural gimme some Don't make me make your body numb trick And have you hollerin' out mafia mafia mafia mafia [koopsta knicca] Stick em' dead k** em' dead Rush them tricks on down to the flo' With north memphis convicts Bithces call me koopsta hoe f** me once never twice Wrapped up on that game of dice How can i lie When at nine hundred times You said you was a man of the house I don't really done it Koop you hung around that n***a man Try so hard to be a soldier b**h But come out to be dealt with trick I'm sick in the head Better call fred Dirty red Yeah, yeah you gon' look Too late f**in' fool Cause you drownin' in your poo poo