Three 6 Mafia Who Got Dem 9's Lyrics

(Juicy J)
Yeah, Juicy J in the house with my n____ Project m_________in' Pat
Lettin' you n____s know about respect
You know what I'm sayin
We gets respect off in these m_________in' streets
Yeah right
Yeah m_________in' respect

Chorus x4
Who got dem 9's (Who got dem 9's)
Who got dem tech's (Who dot dem techs)
Throw yo m_________in' sett
To show you know you got respect

(Juicy J)
We's creepin' through your hood
Makin' you hoe a__ n____s drop
With them doubts somebody hear shots
Got you shakin'
Call the cops
When the cops got on the scene all they heard was cries and screams
Triple 6 n____s are mean
When they blast them triple beams
Seem to me you never learn
So we have to demonstrate
m_________ a murder case
Shot the b____ off in his face
Face it hoe and be a man
Play the game until the end
You was out there claimin' killa
So to hell, with your friends
All your foes, I suppose
You think I'ma let you live
No love words never show
So not love is what I give
Get respect off in these streets
Stayin' real, packin' heat
Some don't wanna see me have
Always out tryin' to creep
On the next, do I flex
With them techs, Let em' kill
Those with anna on your chest
We gon' make your blood spill
We for real off in this s___
If you jump we gon' clown
Put a bullet in your head
And lay your body in the ground

Chorus x4

(Project Pat)
It's gangsta it's gangsta
Everybody wanna be a deala, a killa
Fire ya'll let and you gon' be a body
In lobby
Ghetto life is ghetto past the blastin'
And askin', for that f___in' loot
And then I'm dashin', harrassin'
If you real
then you respect the real one
I feel some
n____s need to have a chat with Nina, the enforcer
187 soldiers in this motha
I'll smother those who thnk they bolder than no other
A buster gon' lose his f___in' life up in the gizame
I'll dusta gets right upside your head
And blow your brizain's to pieces
And even if it's your time to clock those glocks down
So watch out
Wasn't raised to be no hoe, I'm takin' my glock out
And m_________ police
Cause when it's on
b____ it's murder
So go and get your toes and your click
And I'ma serve ya
I urge ya, don't be lookin' at my face dog
Watch the 9 r-e-s-p-e-c-t
Oh, you gon' give me mine

Chorus...till fade