Three 6 Mafia Sweet Robbery (Pt. 2) Lyrics

Chorus)
But my n____z talkin about robbin well jump into the chevy hit the dash board
get the mask But all my n____z talkin about swoppin the wheel the devil control
me to a sweet robbery

(DJ Paul)

I cruise in my chevy shakin these late nights and soon a killa will thank me
will come out again to take another life Im tired of hidin from 5-0 cas these
fools scope me nightly Im changin my identity and playin more roles than that
n____ spike lee this s___ aint fake I gotta break and get the f___ back from
this murder case for chill this s___ is cool to rap about but see to me it aint
so fun when its real them cops cant roll to Triple Six so no lord can save 'em
I try to least say not after that but now I ask of another favor one of my
homies died two of my n____z in the JC but now I ask of you first power bring
'em back to me we ran a job off top we had to pop some cops bust in some fools
house made us lead us to his stash spizot Skeemask over my skull papers in my
mouth cause Im grilled b____ its a house call glock nine with no love killaz
from the south gotta peel caps that make your shells fall but I will be the
only one still leg locked employed cause job to me you need to lay down you
n____z you b____
es you snitches smoke swishers and plan my sweet robberies

(Chorus)

(Juicy J)

This s___ is on Im scopin out this fool that I dont like who f___ed me out some
money wait till the night Im gonna touch him with a gauge gotta touch him wit a
gauge n____ think he f___ed me gonna get his a__ sprayed first I hit the weed
bomb hit full of redrum n____ betta give me some or I'll make your body numb
b____ I thought you knew it was on when when you pulled that s___ flodgin a__
n____ prepare for tha trigger wit no f___in heart you gonna meet this sick
killa dont step you better watch your back better watch your self watch out for
the n____z you trust or take your last breath when I put this tone up in yo
face its gonna be a case without no trace the robber had a mask on tryin to get
his blast on no evidence this s___'ll be erased were in pauls chevy deep were
visions in your sleep the Juice, Project Pat, Lil Glock & S.O.G, Lord Infamous,
and Crunchy Black got them gats to your back another sweet robbery another
m____fucker jacked

(Chorus)

(Koopsta Knicca)

The devils in the air yea helpin that I find your sorrow straight buddah smokes
we robbin hoe koopsta knicca know leavin them b____es no sorrow that why I'll
never know the secrets of the many double quickness you can pick it up in
dividend get a ton of burn in the end by the Koopsta n____ your deadly friend I
take you for your ride take you to the evil side b____ i'd rather see you dead
than alive misery burn outta cry for one day not all misery cured cops caught
the witness on me and my n____ keep ??? in all them hoes So you triziks can
witness the Triple Six click for them souls like robbery pros kurt rolled the
windows solo so we can get out of here Paul caught two b____es in the den
comiting a rob with the ten ten corpses dead with torches to the night into
they brain them pray day always so we buried them b____es on amother day no
heavin sin no evidence man you cant f___ with this for you n____z who wont
wanna give up all of your s___ then you gon be a dead b____ you hear him an
then a body droppin in a
ditch they say Im crazy though i really say im a lunatic

(Chorus)