Lirik Jus Like Us - Three 6 Mafia

Tips Pencarian Lirik Favorit Anda

Anda Mengetahui Judul dan Nama Penyanyi

Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.

Anda Tidak mengetahui Judul Lagu, Tetapi Mengetahui Nama Penyanyi

Ketik nama penyanyi, misal: YOVIE, akan muncul banyak halaman, telusuri dan pilih dari halaman-halaman tersebut; atau
klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.

Anda Tidak Mengetahui Judul Lagu, Tetapi mengetahui Syair

Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:

Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu
Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.

TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI

Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.

[DJ Paul talking with gunshots in background]
Yeah, run bitch. Run hoe! Ya nice motherfuckas!
Y'all jealous ass bitches!
You know what I'ma call y'all? Some Jello niggas.
Cuz y'all jealous of us, bitch.
Every motherfucker in our camp ridin clean, nigga.
Y'all know the motherfuckin score.
And this one right here is dedicated to you [censor beep].
It's dedicated to you, nigga.

[Chorus: DJ Paul]x1
They wanna dress like
Wanna sound like
Wanna be like
Ride like
Get high like
Make cheese like
The motherfuckin Three 6, bitch you got a problem wit em?
The motherfuckin Three 6, hoe you got a problem wit em?

[Lord Infamous]
I'm from the part of Tennessee called SPV, Spray Pesty Varments
Catch ya busta boy, I beat em; blow em up outta his dorments
Punk ass niggas be tryin ta stick a light up under me, like some ornaments
Don't make me grab the case that's fulla the weapons and hand ya ?the bombing?
Bitch ya killin me, besta be eatin some porridge, you got some courage
Punk motherfucker don't make me go get that there uzi up under the storage
Bitches, bloody Satan waiting ???
Armageddon soldiers comin to ???

[Crunchy Black]
You trying to be like me, you can't be like me
It's hard ta be me, like them stunts on TV, g
You see me, hustlin, workin my muscle-in
Puttin my 2 cents where it can be trusted-n
You musta been a silly fool
Thinkin you could wear my shoes, damn fool
I walked a mile, I hauked em down
I understand now, why everybody don't wanna frown

[Chorus x2]

[DJ Paul]
1 thousand: Your kid kidnapped and fucked in the mouth
2 g's: Wife never seen again, but nothin to brag about
3 thousand: Car blown up, house burnt to the ground
4 g's: Run up in ya weak ass show, lettin off rounds
5 thousand: Best friend found naked and decapitated
6 g's: Yo broke ass barried alive cuz yo ass hated
7 g's: He ain't even workin on killin,

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