Three 6 Mafia - Nine To Yo Dome lyrics

Nine to your Nine to your Nine to your Nine to your Nine to your dome hoe Nine to your dome hoe Nine to your Nine to your Nine to your Nine to your Nine to your Nine to your (chorus) Nine to your dome hoe whatcha gonna do b**h Nine to your dome whatcha whatcha gona do b**h Nine to your dome hoe whatcha gonna do b**h Nine to your dome whatcha whatcha gona do b**h Nine to your dome hoe whatcha gonna do b**h Nine to your dome whatcha whatcha gona do b**h Nine to your dome hoe whatcha gonna do b**h Nine to your dome whatcha whatcha gona do b**h The motherf**in south is in the house foe the nine fo Memphis n***az, n***a and we k**as who gon run the floor One of you hoes step One of you hoes gonna die b**h Aint no thang Civil and plain bang In your eye b**h Tricky type a** n***az Always wanna flex they nuts But they gonna get f**ed With this nine Stuck up they bu*t Unload this whole damn clip up in your a** hoe Naw, its to late to squash the sh** I'm gonna blast hoe f** the five o And the motherf**in jumpin gra** Searching a real n***a in his draws Like they a** a f*g Get yo god damn hands of a real one Just before i make you feel the bullets from my steal some Big a** cop think i'm playin But i'm from tha hood North memphis hoe Yeah rank it b**h hollywood Ready and prepared That's the exit que to With my tone Whatcha gonna do When my nine crones at your dome b**hes (chorus) Nine motherf**in millimeter Aint no tradin hoe This some real sh** Street sh** Lettin s**er know If yo a** step Go head make me pull the triger f**in with me dawg You gonna make me catch a charge n***a Figga out a way With these holla points (?) tips Slip, trip, co*k back, quick Then i shoot a b**h Aint no damn f**in around 13 rounds at your head Aim point blank At your face Makin sure your dead Headed to my motherf**n ride Dichin evidence Mask on, lotces on Headed to my residence Consequences They accur when you talkin smack Thinkin you the big man But you betta watch your back Rat tat tat tat With the sound of the tech nine Take this trick b**h a** n***a tryin to take mine (oh naw man i aint gonna take yours) (aint nothing like that dog you know what i'm sayin) Nine to yo f**in dome b**h (chorus) till fade