Lirik Lagu Barrin' You B***hes - Three 6 Mafia
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I'm staying crunk I'm plenty drunk I can't be barrin' you bitchesI'm staying crunk I'm plenty drunk I can't be barrin' you bitchesThese boys ain't wild I'll fuck them cowards stick them bitches for riches
[DJ Paul]My nigga silent night, deadly nightThat's when I start when I start creepin' like a hitmanScope my man then I toss the dynamiteBitches yall ain't got the gunsBitches yall ain't got the fundsFuckin' around with Three to Six I'll make you niggas duck and runHoes this ain't no game I'm playin'I'm sayin', I'm fed up with you boysCrunchy catch that trick back on that-ways he still remeber them punksStraight hoe nigga, flat broke niggaMake his eyes close I drop you niggas like I drop my hoes
[Gangsta Boo]I say we marchin' and steppin', plenty weapons we packin'Why you haters be lackin' always dissin' with rappin'How you bumpin' our shit then you turn around an you diss?You wouldn't want to step we been in this shit you rookie bitchLet me see who it be..shh pysch boyI ain't sayin your name you know who you are Lil' BoyIn my time I saw faces, people of shades and racesPeople nail me to crosses like I'm Jesus you Satan
I'm staying crunk I'm plenty drunk I can't be barrin' you bitchesI'm staying crunk I'm plenty fucked I can't be barrin' you bitchesI'm staying crunk I'm plenty drunk I can't be barrin' you bitchesThese boys ain't wild I'll fuck them cowards stick them bitches for riches
[Juicy J]Now I ain't fucked up bout these niggas dissin'Cause a nigga givin these blessingsSee you like a dog you fetching, starin at a fuckin' weaponKnow your momma taught you better, never try to diss a playerMaybe I can kill you now or stall around and kill you laterProbably I should call the boysTell them to bring them toysWe gonna bust them bitches and fold them up like aluminium foilAnd keep loadin them gunsTakin em one by oneThrowin' up sets and snappin' necks until the job is done
[Lord Infamous]Take em' on a lyrical holocaustInfamous is just our mafia bossNigga walk around with his head blown offCall me the wicked ass lord of farceNigga one look and get his ass ripped apartInfamous coke has got no heartComing through the hoe ain't no motherfuckin bossFall to the earth ???Hoes be froze in a permanent doseThese bitches blow me outta their clothesCall me the nigga with the dirty noseThat will unload a 44 up to the foesAin't no playin with you motherfuckin hoesLet's throw that rope but you hoes don't knowBut the infamous know youSo and So and Toe and Toe I take the flow
I'm staying crunk I'm plenty drunk I can't be barrin' you bitchesI'm staying crunk I'm plenty fucked I can't be barrin' you bitchesI'm staying crunk I'm plenty drunk I can't be barrin' you bitchesThese boys ain't wild I'll fuck them cowards stick them bitches for riches
[Koopsta Knicca]Ahh... ??? ??? dress up on my head see, heard dat?Ask motherfuckin' scared nigga hell yeahJumped up out the bed cause no sofa bed bitch ya heard???? ??? 4 clickas ain't going out like no bitchAin't no ??? out this place like that fog up in my faceAin't no rollin' like no sissyAin't no busta bitch, OK?Grab that gat cocked and handle like they think that I'm crazedSo hit in their the face like a third grader on acid
I'm staying crunk I'm plenty drunk I can't be barrin' you bitchesI'm staying crunk I'm plenty fucked I can't be barrin' you bitchesI'm staying crunk I'm plenty drunk I can't be barrin' you bitchesThese boys ain't wild I'll fuck them cowards stick them bitches for riches
[DJ Paul]My nigga silent night, deadly nightThat's when I start when I start creepin' like a hitmanScope my man then I toss the dynamiteBitches yall ain't got the gunsBitches yall ain't got the fundsFuckin' around with Three to Six I'll make you niggas duck and runHoes this ain't no game I'm playin'I'm sayin', I'm fed up with you boysCrunchy catch that trick back on that-ways he still remeber them punksStraight hoe nigga, flat broke niggaMake his eyes close I drop you niggas like I drop my hoes
[Gangsta Boo]I say we marchin' and steppin', plenty weapons we packin'Why you haters be lackin' always dissin' with rappin'How you bumpin' our shit then you turn around an you diss?You wouldn't want to step we been in this shit you rookie bitchLet me see who it be..shh pysch boyI ain't sayin your name you know who you are Lil' BoyIn my time I saw faces, people of shades and racesPeople nail me to crosses like I'm Jesus you Satan
I'm staying crunk I'm plenty drunk I can't be barrin' you bitchesI'm staying crunk I'm plenty fucked I can't be barrin' you bitchesI'm staying crunk I'm plenty drunk I can't be barrin' you bitchesThese boys ain't wild I'll fuck them cowards stick them bitches for riches
[Juicy J]Now I ain't fucked up bout these niggas dissin'Cause a nigga givin these blessingsSee you like a dog you fetching, starin at a fuckin' weaponKnow your momma taught you better, never try to diss a playerMaybe I can kill you now or stall around and kill you laterProbably I should call the boysTell them to bring them toysWe gonna bust them bitches and fold them up like aluminium foilAnd keep loadin them gunsTakin em one by oneThrowin' up sets and snappin' necks until the job is done
[Lord Infamous]Take em' on a lyrical holocaustInfamous is just our mafia bossNigga walk around with his head blown offCall me the wicked ass lord of farceNigga one look and get his ass ripped apartInfamous coke has got no heartComing through the hoe ain't no motherfuckin bossFall to the earth ???Hoes be froze in a permanent doseThese bitches blow me outta their clothesCall me the nigga with the dirty noseThat will unload a 44 up to the foesAin't no playin with you motherfuckin hoesLet's throw that rope but you hoes don't knowBut the infamous know youSo and So and Toe and Toe I take the flow
I'm staying crunk I'm plenty drunk I can't be barrin' you bitchesI'm staying crunk I'm plenty fucked I can't be barrin' you bitchesI'm staying crunk I'm plenty drunk I can't be barrin' you bitchesThese boys ain't wild I'll fuck them cowards stick them bitches for riches
[Koopsta Knicca]Ahh... ??? ??? dress up on my head see, heard dat?Ask motherfuckin' scared nigga hell yeahJumped up out the bed cause no sofa bed bitch ya heard???? ??? 4 clickas ain't going out like no bitchAin't no ??? out this place like that fog up in my faceAin't no rollin' like no sissyAin't no busta bitch, OK?Grab that gat cocked and handle like they think that I'm crazedSo hit in their the face like a third grader on acid
I'm staying crunk I'm plenty drunk I can't be barrin' you bitchesI'm staying crunk I'm plenty fucked I can't be barrin' you bitchesI'm staying crunk I'm plenty drunk I can't be barrin' you bitchesThese boys ain't wild I'll fuck them cowards stick them bitches for riches
