Three 6 Mafia I Ain't Cha Friend Lyrics

-Laughter-
Yeah, ya'll thought that underground s___
Wouldn't gon' work in ya
Yeah
For the wages of sin is death
For the gift of god is eternal life
Through Jesus Christ our lord
Roman 6-23 n____
Read it and weep, b_____

(Koopsta Knicca)
Hit a man bustin' up in my door
So I grab my 44
Now them bustas on the floor
Covered up by pillows
Oh no
I'm lookin' for them trizicks
Tryin' to put a group up in they clizick
I'm comin' up quick
I'm takin' no shots bustin' these caps off in these b____es
So why you wanna mess with this
So why you wanna take off this piece
Fool I'm bad to the bone, jone, chrome tech (??) fatality
You'll be fled
I'll be glad
When I make you hit that grass
I ain't showin' no mercy
God d___ it I'm bustin' that a__
I'm havin' cisions of flesh (??) like that roozer tech
That mess in my head
If the constantly teachin' this evil s___
You hear some laughin' whose that in the window gaspin'
Now if you feel me tell me whose that creepin' for your head

(Gangsta Boo)
This goes out to all of you suckas
Includin' you crossers
Includin' you bustas
This s___ is so f___ed up
I can't even trust ya
This lady is tried of you m_________ers
I'm b__pin' so hard
It's like oh my god
Gangsta Boo is rippin' the mic all apart
If your a__ wasn't so full of that fart
Never would you have tasted me from the start
I'm trying to tell you hoe
Let me tell you b____
You ain't my f___in' friend
Prophet Entertainment member known as Boo
Had to tell your a__ time and time again
Ride with my click
b____ Triple 6
Is all I need plus my weed and the n-i-n-e
To keep you frilly hoes off of me
Come into my face
With that pimpin' a__ s___
Watch you see this gangsta b____ get scandolous
You friendly a__ hoes I scratch off my list
I don't need you
Don't want you b____

(Crunchy Blac)
Friends like foes in these hoes
Keep on talkin' that s___
Actin' like they bad as f___
But they ain' really talkin' bout' s___
Keep on dissin' this click
And we gon' hurt one of you tricks
Put your body in a ditch
Or dig a grave for that s___
Don't you ask who like it
Crunchy Blac did it b____
Keep on talkin' all that noise
And I'ma get big like big business

Chorus x4
I have to tell these n____s time and time again
b____ I ain't your f___in' friend
I'll do your a__ in

(DJ Paul)
Smiles can be deceivin'
Even if it's your friends
And hoes that know we can't be even Steven
Should not believe in
Too late one of them slip it's my foes
You already got my glock to the back of your head
Prayers already said
Done consider yourself dead
Your family and friends might be sayin' that I crossed you out
But n____ you was fake from the beginning
So I had to toss you out
Friend I'm no more
I kill all you foes
Step in my trunk
And I give it to a stroll 40 mag to yo back
The hammer release
And leave your chest with holes
Fall in the club
With that buck a__ s___
ya want da mike then ima slap ya wit da mike b____
u couldn't rock it wit a test tube and pot
It's kind of hard
you can't beat us
And you can't join us
Cause we ain't gonna stop if you don't stop

(Scarecrow)
Some of the superior astronomical bends
From that of my mystical dreams
Of the many scenes
Mighty, manipulative, mercilous, multiple murderers
Sit back in dangerous
Hittin' and strippin'
And critical injury
Misery, seriously witness to the tremory
Trajedy, agany, infamy, agany brutal mentality
a__assatain
My voodoo tribe
If you don't want to be fried
Put on a feary disguise
Lord Infamous takn' no prisoners
Forget the begging, pleading, and the cries
Your reservation revalation
A satanic nation
Has be prophesized
I can look in your eyes and tell that there is fear
From the eternal burning of each of your lies
Flights of headlights
Black clothes and limos
Another negro startin' to decompose
From his casket the Scarecrow shall place a b_____ black rose
Who knows that hate
That goes behind closed doors
With corpses froze in six foot holes
Wicked throws
Evil flows and torturing of foes

Chorus x4

Yeah, I ain't ya f___in' friend
You do your a__ in n____
(Laughter)
Three 6 mafia comin' at your a__ for the 9-7 b____
Yeah
Watch your back n____s
You know who you are m_________er
That brown s___ would (???)
(Laughter)

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