Lyrics
Where dem gang, gang signs (show ya golds, show ya golds)
Where dem hood, hood signs (throw some 'bows, throw some 'bows)
Where dem gang, gang signs (show ya golds, show ya golds)
Where dem hood, hood signs (throw some 'bows, throw some 'bows)
It's the return of the gangsta like my **** OutKast
Smokin' on the dank-a, shut ya mouth, I might pass
**** off the heezy, fuck all at the fuckin' bar
On the floor or in the parking lot they throw it out the car
If they throw the wrong sign, **** better handle it
Fuck goin' outside, right here you gettin' wet
I bled for this here, all I know is this here
And you thinkin' I'mma let you disrespect this shit here
Before I blow a **** ass off - him and his ho
Ready to rob me a bitch and get the fuck out the do'
This shit is real dumb ****, who the fuck say we playin'
Boy you in the wrong land, fuckin' wit a grown man
It's: "Mafia, Mafia" from the beginning into ending
While you grinnin' I whoop yo ass, bitch in one inning
You know the biz, Three 6 is the name boy
You heard my sign, now won't you show me what you claim boy
And if you violate get that tone to the head
And if ya girl approach us, we'll see her in bed
I'll probably own her flick cause she ain't nothin' to us
A neighborhood chewer-hut, hoodrat, slut
We people on the left and we folks on the right
We throwin' up them thangs and we startin' them fights
The swinging we be doin' is a ugly site
We sleep in the morning and we come out at night
Where dem gang, gang signs (show ya golds, show ya golds)
Where dem hood, hood signs (throw some 'bows, throw some 'bows)
Where dem gang, gang signs (show ya golds, show ya golds)
Where dem hood, hood signs (throw some 'bows, throw some 'bows)
Where dem gang, gang signs (show ya golds, show ya golds)
Where dem hood, hood signs (throw some 'bows, throw some 'bows)
Where dem gang, gang signs (show ya golds, show ya golds)
Where dem hood, hood signs (throw some 'bows, throw some 'bows)
Fuck around and get gun end, straight up out the pen
From the mane with the sawed-off, lay up off the Gin
You can win if you squeeze first, hollow points disperse
You may leave in an ambulance or inside a hearse
**** curse when they get caught, then they go to jail
Took a purse with the gold watch, but I can't make bail
Yeah, it's sad, but I did the crime, I accept the time
Just another broke hood ****, cheese up on my mind
Grab the nine
Written by: DVRST
