Three 6 Mafia Beatem To Da Floor Lyrics

DJ Paul]
So this is what I'm a do man, you know what I'm sayin'
I'm a get each of you n____z, you know what I'm sayin'
From the bay by the b-ball piece, when you see this n____
You know what I'm sayin', I want y'all to whoop his b____ a__
Man you know what I'm sayin, beat his motha f___in a__
To the ground like a m_________er man f___ this b____ a__

[Juicy J]
See this how a__ kickin' get down, your boys get
(Beat down!)
Your b____es get
(Beat down!)
Your brothers get
(Beat down!)
Your mothers get
(Beat down!)
Your cousins get
(Beat down!)
And any n____ that try to clown we leavin' em on the ground
'Cuz we stomp a hole, until his a__ throw up, and after that
Them signs is gettin' thrown up, them hats is to tha right them hats is to tha left , we s_____in' your chain and check
Your pockets 'till nothin' left

[Crunchy Black]
I'm a crunk this n____ though, treat 'em like a hoe
Ask these lil' b____es what the f___ they hittin' for
Crunchy ain't a hoe, and Crunchy can't go, and
Crunchy ain't a n____ that you wanna f___ with low
If you didn't know, then n____ you can know, then meet me
Down foo in the middle of the floor, I'ma break it down slow
And fill you up with dro, and smoke your lud a__ till I
Can't smoke no more

I'm gon' whoop this n____
I'm gon' whoop this n____
I'm gon' take it outside click click (Boom!) with the trigger
I'm gon' rob this boy, I'm gon' mob this boy
I'm gon' call the f___in killers do a job on this boy

[Chorus]
We gon' beat em to the floor, we gon' beat em to the floor
We gon' beat em to the floor, we gon' beat em to the floor
We gon' beat em to the floor, we gon' beat em to the floor
We gon' beat em to the floor, we gon' beat em to the floor

[Lord Infamous]
You don't know what just happened
You suffering from a fracture
You rebel let me catch you, I'll beat you belly b______
You have a bad concussion, from tripple six bone rushin'
You all beat up and busted, you shouldn't of pressed that b___on
You all b_____ and b__y, you yellin' for you mommy
And people think its funny, quit tryin' to out run me
Your eyes are blue and black and, your clothes are ripped and tackin'
You thought that you could hack it, you shouldn't have wore that jacket
'Cuz I wreck it, smith and west and my weapon, we steppin'
To let the still meet your chest and, don't play with these killers
They come from those parts, the north where n____z be pullin'
The whole cart, so mista big playa mista big time playa
You got the s___ on lock why you on my d___
Like a b____ walkin' around like you stone high
Hollow tip bullets don't die, n____ they multiply

[Chorus]