Lirik Lagu Don't Make Me Kill - Three 6 Mafia
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What you boys gon' do (x6)Wha Wha What you
[Lord Infamous]I keep seeing images man it's like I'm locked in a simulatorApocalypse slayer, I'm the street nigga terminatorIs it in my nature to be another life taker?Then I ask 'em why home invader?Strapped with the auto and razorThese days madness, raising havocWitness savage, blazing automaticsEnding this a highway trafficVery graphicI rob and kick a burglary kidnappingThey think it's just 'bout rappingBut sometimes we get to cappingNiggas snappingYou motherfucking bitches make me boredLet's go onIf you think the world is really fucking yoursIf we must fill the morgueThen we will fill the morgueIf we must kill these boysThen we will kill these boysLet's destroyAll who cross the pathA hypnotize blood bathTry to reach and grabYou will feel the aftermathI'm the trial, I'm the DA, I'm the lawyer and the judgeIf you wanna feel the slugsThen I let you feel the slugs
CHORUS:Don't make me kill, don't make me kill somebody (x4)What you boys gon' do (x8)
[Scan Man]Aw shit nigga you done pissed me offNow nigga now it's time for a killingBuck buck shots blastingWho I be Scan fucking ManFrom the Killa KlanGot my thugs from the southHeavily armed and caused outBetter bring itWhen you bring itCause if you don't that means you fuckedCause those killers from the worldWon't hesitate to pop those slugsHave yo mammies and yo pappysAnd yo motherfucking grammiesFuck yo poppa was becauseYou too damn greedy with that moneyNow I told you don't testAnd you did something, pityYou wasn't shitBlaze something about your motherfucking printsThe patience of this gameYou best to learnTrying to have it allYou gon' fallWe gon' make sure of thatHoe we gon' make sure of thatDecipher or stress thatMe blasting with my techYou testI'll flexI'll bring the sawedThree buck shots in your vestI'm making motherfuckers feel what I feelThis shit is realMotherfuckers who missConsider them gravesDon't make me murder you bitch
CHORUS
[MC Mack]Get your dogs off me, pimpingIt ain't no slippingI'm running 'em on yaMC Mack from the Killa Klan clickGot haters sickLike they had pneumoniaFree me from this three way junctionBefore I proceeding to take his lifeAnd though I had them tear da any thugs from the southsideReady to blast on siteWeapons blasting nice and fastingGot you dashingSpray this boyCalling up my band of Hollywood niggasWhatever they ready for warLet's let's make a stainA stain on the laneYoungin done hipped me to the gameBitches choosing out the frameIs it the fame or is the the cheese?Hoes be trying to smoke on my weedAnd know that Mac done broke the lawsOr pay the dues for the things you seeBitch please break your kneesGet off my chrome and get your ownCarla hit me on my hornAnd said your momma aint at homeIt's a hypnotize, kamikazeProphet Posse, like the nazisYou aint with the campWack producers trying to fucking copyStop stealing buster niggaBitch go check the sound scanWe cashing checks and flipping thatThese haters will never learnDon't make me kill nigga
CHORUS
[Lord Infamous]I keep seeing images man it's like I'm locked in a simulatorApocalypse slayer, I'm the street nigga terminatorIs it in my nature to be another life taker?Then I ask 'em why home invader?Strapped with the auto and razorThese days madness, raising havocWitness savage, blazing automaticsEnding this a highway trafficVery graphicI rob and kick a burglary kidnappingThey think it's just 'bout rappingBut sometimes we get to cappingNiggas snappingYou motherfucking bitches make me boredLet's go onIf you think the world is really fucking yoursIf we must fill the morgueThen we will fill the morgueIf we must kill these boysThen we will kill these boysLet's destroyAll who cross the pathA hypnotize blood bathTry to reach and grabYou will feel the aftermathI'm the trial, I'm the DA, I'm the lawyer and the judgeIf you wanna feel the slugsThen I let you feel the slugs
CHORUS:Don't make me kill, don't make me kill somebody (x4)What you boys gon' do (x8)
[Scan Man]Aw shit nigga you done pissed me offNow nigga now it's time for a killingBuck buck shots blastingWho I be Scan fucking ManFrom the Killa KlanGot my thugs from the southHeavily armed and caused outBetter bring itWhen you bring itCause if you don't that means you fuckedCause those killers from the worldWon't hesitate to pop those slugsHave yo mammies and yo pappysAnd yo motherfucking grammiesFuck yo poppa was becauseYou too damn greedy with that moneyNow I told you don't testAnd you did something, pityYou wasn't shitBlaze something about your motherfucking printsThe patience of this gameYou best to learnTrying to have it allYou gon' fallWe gon' make sure of thatHoe we gon' make sure of thatDecipher or stress thatMe blasting with my techYou testI'll flexI'll bring the sawedThree buck shots in your vestI'm making motherfuckers feel what I feelThis shit is realMotherfuckers who missConsider them gravesDon't make me murder you bitch
CHORUS
[MC Mack]Get your dogs off me, pimpingIt ain't no slippingI'm running 'em on yaMC Mack from the Killa Klan clickGot haters sickLike they had pneumoniaFree me from this three way junctionBefore I proceeding to take his lifeAnd though I had them tear da any thugs from the southsideReady to blast on siteWeapons blasting nice and fastingGot you dashingSpray this boyCalling up my band of Hollywood niggasWhatever they ready for warLet's let's make a stainA stain on the laneYoungin done hipped me to the gameBitches choosing out the frameIs it the fame or is the the cheese?Hoes be trying to smoke on my weedAnd know that Mac done broke the lawsOr pay the dues for the things you seeBitch please break your kneesGet off my chrome and get your ownCarla hit me on my hornAnd said your momma aint at homeIt's a hypnotize, kamikazeProphet Posse, like the nazisYou aint with the campWack producers trying to fucking copyStop stealing buster niggaBitch go check the sound scanWe cashing checks and flipping thatThese haters will never learnDon't make me kill nigga
CHORUS
