Smoked out, Loced out

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Smoked out, Loced out [Intro: Lord Infamous & ?] Triple six mafia, mafia Smoked out, smoked out Loced out lo-loced out smoked out Triple six mafia, mafia Smoked out, smoked out Loced out lo-loced out smoked out Triple six mafia, mafia Smoked out, smoked out Loced out lo-loced out smoked out Triple six mafia, mafia Smoked out, smoked out Loced out lo-loced out smoked out Triple six mafia, mafia [Verse 1: Gangsta Blac] Woke up early Tuesday morning on that Devil Shyt Time to hit the track, I got a sack, now where is Triple 6? Ridin' through the park tryin' to find a ni*** at the store Cheese is what I'm makin' cause I'm wakin' up (?) floor If you think I'm lyin' or you think that you can test nuts Paul with da .45 shoot him in his fuckin' guts (?) insane in the brain, all aboard on the train Funky Town, Funky Town, gotta stop, get a pack Now I'm high, really high, mane I'm about to shout South Park, Gangsta Blac, Triple 6, smoked out Loced out! [Verse 2: Lord Infamous] {?] Triple 6 times the six thousand degrees The Triple 6 Mafia droppin' the weight on yo ass Like a million OZ.s Ya see, the J, the O, the I-N-T Lord Infamous smokin' these niggas Like a fuckin' terrorist from third world countries I need to break down a pound like I load up this C-L-I-P A busta, a busta, could never, could never Fu-fuck with, fu-fuck with-with me Lord the G, the slippin' up chief up on the ganja tree They wish to approach the Scarecrow in the smoke But they can't miss fatality See the movies, Scarecrow, Gotti, Carlito, Montana and Hoffa All of us down with the Triple 6 Mafia, bitch [Intro: Lord Infamous & ?] Triple six mafia, mafia Smoked out, smoked out Loced out lo-loced out smoked out Triple six mafia, mafia Smoked out, smoked out Loced out lo-loced out smoked out Triple six mafia, mafia [Verse 3: Project Pat] (Murderers, robbers) niggas with some charges Nigga you don't underestimate cause we don't barr this Bullshit, Triple 6, bitch I got a sawed-off Walk up to yo house, knock on yo door and blow yo ass off Cut off, fool, that's yo head with these buckshots Ridin' in your neighbourhood, bitch, with the Glock cocked *POP POP* till you drop, body lit up like a fuse Head back to the hood then watch you on the news Confused as hell when you ball in the click But that's what you get when you f*** with the Triple 6 Bitch! [Verse 4: Kingpin Skinny Pimp] (?) snitch, don't you tr-izzn-icks wanna f*** my style Bloody Glock handed to yo face (?) 'em down I don't love hoes man I'm aimin' at yo skull Dickin' and duckin' from bullets won't help When I pull out the twelve gauge and leave him in blood Brandnew (?) better catch up with yo kind You was slippin' now I see a Triple 6 in my mind [Verse 5: Juicy J] North Memphis niggas, Triple 6 niggas Real ass killas, quick to pull the trigger And not barrin' no bitch and not takin' no shit Smoked out, loced out, ridin' with the pistol grip Click up on yo hoe ass, leave you lyin' in the grass Kaki suits, black mask, ni*** I'm about to blast On these motherfuck*** thinkin' that Juice mane is a joke Tryin' to test my pimpin', f*** around and get yo ass smoked Claim you with that Devil Shyt, come and join the Triple 6 Don't cross the line bitch and get yo wig split [Verse 6: DJ Paul] First I grab the pump and pump, shoot a punk ni*** down Clown like a fuckin' psychopath to them Triple 6 sounds M-Town (?) killas love to squeeze on the triggers Trigger the Killa Man (?) in the mind of another figure Figure out what form will the devil confront you in Transform into a friend and no takin' life (?) Hands of the earth, hide secrets of your birth How you live is how you die but in the M we all (?) You (?) bitch motherfuc***, rumors startin' trick Sissy ass side bustas, suck a ni*** dick Dick deep in the mouth of a talkin' ass coward Nigga you a duck and named oughta be Howard And how would a regular ni*** survive against them 6ixes? You dumb fakin' bitches, don't get dumped in ditches Lord Infamous bust, biggidy-bust on these bustas Take 'em out, we smoked out, we loced out [Outro: DJ Paul] Yeah you know I'm sayin' You niggas can't F*** with the Triple 6! Bitch [Beavis & Butthead sample] *haha* "you dumb ass"

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