Lirik Lagu Weak Azz B***h - La' Chat, Three 6 Mafia - Three 6 Mafia
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(Chorus) x4When I say weak ass, you say bitchWeak ass, BITCH, Weak ass BITCH
Juicy "J"-How you feel with this nine mili mill to your grillHaters talkin' lots of shitBut they scared of the steelIf you want me come and get meCause I'm real with this hereI ain't scared of none of you hoesI ain't never shead a tearIn yo hood bumpin' ridin' with a twelve case of beerAin't no nigga make no movesGet you scared, shook your fearY2K hit the clockSo you know the ending's nearOne call to them killas and you just might disappear
DJ Paul-Now nigga all in my face hollin' real but real softBitch I'm holdin' up this glockBout to knock your block offYou a weak ass bitchAnd your CD cover showWith your fake ass faceI been knowin' ya so I know a sissy hoeYeah know this a triple six cityAll that MTV and BET got you feelin' shittyJust the dick you used to be my dogUsed to be my niggaNow you fakeBut I stomp on you trick in the grassYou little snake bitch
(Chorus) x4
Lord Infamous-Uh, In the mood a fucking crowdMake the speakers poundIf you niggas wildKnock these bitches outRumblin' the groundTramplin' niggas down>From the dirty southWhere the niggas like it loudWish ya hypnotizedInstagater ?Fire in my eyes sosate lucky Frank WhiteReady for the gunfightIf you wanna get highAin't no simpathizeMake you sleep till it's judgement night
La Chat-Talk is cheapI hear you talking but you ain't bout your bizzLa Chat a mack ain't got no time to play no games with a bitchMy motherfuckin' plastic gat we gonna rumblin' shitThen they gon' hit'cha smit'cha get'cha so don't fuck with this shitI know you feelin' when I'm speakin' and I'm speakin' to youWell hoe it's true, who got the proof bitchWhat you gon' doI keep my mug cuz I'm a thugI left the twink on my grillYou got some mannerNeed to show itShit you claim that your real
(Chorus) x4
Juicy "J"-How you feel with this nine mili mill to your grillHaters talkin' lots of shitBut they scared of the steelIf you want me come and get meCause I'm real with this hereI ain't scared of none of you hoesI ain't never shead a tearIn yo hood bumpin' ridin' with a twelve case of beerAin't no nigga make no movesGet you scared, shook your fearY2K hit the clockSo you know the ending's nearOne call to them killas and you just might disappear
DJ Paul-Now nigga all in my face hollin' real but real softBitch I'm holdin' up this glockBout to knock your block offYou a weak ass bitchAnd your CD cover showWith your fake ass faceI been knowin' ya so I know a sissy hoeYeah know this a triple six cityAll that MTV and BET got you feelin' shittyJust the dick you used to be my dogUsed to be my niggaNow you fakeBut I stomp on you trick in the grassYou little snake bitch
(Chorus) x4
Lord Infamous-Uh, In the mood a fucking crowdMake the speakers poundIf you niggas wildKnock these bitches outRumblin' the groundTramplin' niggas down>From the dirty southWhere the niggas like it loudWish ya hypnotizedInstagater ?Fire in my eyes sosate lucky Frank WhiteReady for the gunfightIf you wanna get highAin't no simpathizeMake you sleep till it's judgement night
La Chat-Talk is cheapI hear you talking but you ain't bout your bizzLa Chat a mack ain't got no time to play no games with a bitchMy motherfuckin' plastic gat we gonna rumblin' shitThen they gon' hit'cha smit'cha get'cha so don't fuck with this shitI know you feelin' when I'm speakin' and I'm speakin' to youWell hoe it's true, who got the proof bitchWhat you gon' doI keep my mug cuz I'm a thugI left the twink on my grillYou got some mannerNeed to show itShit you claim that your real
(Chorus) x4
