Текст (слова) песни: Three 6 Mafia - Let`s Start a Riot

 
(Chorus starts off w/cuts and scratches) 
Let`s start a motherfucking riot in this bitch! 
Let`s start a motherfucking riot in this hoe! 
(Repeat 4x) 
 
[Verse One: DJ Paul] 
Yeah, yeah, yeah, fucker, yeah 
You got to be the weakest hoe in the world 
You move all the way to Memphis from *gunshots* (Atlanta) 
`Cause you were scared like a little girl 
Little sorry broke bitch ass nigga 
You ran your mouth and got into it with some real ass niggaz 
You landed in the "M" and saw your life was in ruins 
By the way nigga, how your collarbone doing? 
I thought you we really quick to kick some ass down here 
Memphis, Tenn. I`ll take the base out of it and say so clear 
Then you move back to *gunshots* (Atlanta) and got your shot up 
While you were driving you living a life of hell 
I guess you wanted to be so much like your favorite rapper 
That you even try to die like your favorite rapper 
At ninety pounds you`re too small 
Look all the trouble you found 
You`ve done fuck around and find yourself under the ground 
I wanted to get in that ass so I invite you to a show 
But you`s a ho because your ass didn`t show you ain`t buck bitch! 
 
 
(Chorus 4x) 
 
[Verse Two: Lord Infamous] 
This right here won`t stay quiet 
It might strike up a riot 
Everytime we bump this shit somebody up in here die 
The dangerous Hypnotize is from the deadliest Minds 
We are the rowdiest of hypnotists out here you will find 
You better fuck with your kind 
You do not want none of mine 
We`re the funkiest, bumpiest out on the grind 
This is one your sitting in your junk get ya crunk 
We`re the specialist Triple six out on the funk 
So hit the floor and give me about one hundred jawbreakers 
We`re causing pain up on this thang you can`t shake us 
I`m pistol-whipping, self-tripping furiously fast 
Hit the gas, the cash I`ll give them a blast 
In the past, Three 6 have you beating `em bad 
Just like the old shit you holding niggaz up in a mask 
Hit the parking lot, pop the boys 
Straight Homicide 
It be these killers man, these killers man `bout to 
 
(Chorus 4x) 
 
[Verse Three: Crunchy Black] 
First, I`ve had you niggaz get buck, get wild 
Then I want you niggaz to move the fucking crowd 
Three 6 in this bitch knock a nigga down 
My nigga on the right, get buck, get wild 
My nigga on the left, smack a bitch in the mouth 
My nigga on top turn it to the ground 
For all you hoes walk around with a frown 
We gonna play a game called "Beat a bitch down" 
 
[Verse Four: Juicy J] 
Bitch I know It`s `bout that cash when you selling your ass 
You done spent your whole check walking around acting mad 
Heard you be at ATL, Magic City It`s sad 
To cover up it`s just a flauge like you ain`t like the past 
You say you down with the goodbook 
I think you read a cookbook 
I know you need some help you need to go see Dr. Hoodshook 
And please quit claiming the low down dirty Three 6 
When you telling motherfuckers you ain`t with it bitch! 
 
(Chorus 4x)
 

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