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Three 6 Mafia It S A Fight

gon hit em wit da left, hit em wit da right It's a fight it's a fight head bust 'em head bust 'em It's a fight it's a fight head bust 'em head bust '

' 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

[Intro - Three 6 Mafia - talking] Yes sir (yes sir) Chamillionaire (Chamillitary mayne) Bun B (Bun B) It's goin down (it's goin down, I know ya mad) Yes

cuttin' high school Summon all the players in the Three 6 Mafia Camcorder on skinny dippin' in the swimmin' pool Never try to argue, bother you, or fight Kill a pack a

m a try hoe All of my might Put you six under Lookin for a fight I'm a break out with the thunder Sound of a glock 38 What you gonna do Last sound that

a ride To my fuckin' stash pile Nigga you can't hide It's a must Crunchy got a tug Stuff a nigga in my trunk Told ya'll niggas what Crunchy ain't no

and simple cassette That's through a pimpsta's mode Now it's time to hit the stereos stores and collect We at the club Friday's and Saturday's special

it right It was a long night (Juicy "J") It was a long night when I was locked down in 201 Back against tha wall smokin a square 'cause it aint no

Now it be my name dragged through dirt for the fuck of it I know what it takes to win, that's why I fight with my pen There's so many haters on the outside