three six mafia Bone thugs-n-harmony feat Three 6 Mafia Who Run It Lyrics

(DJ Paul)
Who run it (x15)

[Chorus:] x4
(DJ Paul)
These b____es ain't runnin'(runnin'), s___ but y'all mouth
Cause the first hater step, the first hater get tossed out

(DJ Paul)
These n____z got plenty ammo, but they ain't got plenty guns
I'm bustin' out of these cars, got the hoes on the run
I'm hearin' plenty of words, but ain't no actions to boot
We can do some straight war for war, we can do some stickin' and movin'
We can meet in the middle of these streets or in the middle of this rain
I can pop your chest, blast the glock, or pop your jaw diamond ring
b____ don't hate me hate the bank, or s_____ the G's that I take
Or hate my shiny wristband, and big a__ rims I rotate
See people flip when I'm comin', got some of 'em sick at the stomach
They wonder what I brought in, they wonder what I got comin'
n____z I'm comin' like this, off in your mouth like a b____
Test me when you think I'm in, I'm bringing water, I'll start it

(Juicy J)
What's this
It's that player that you love to hate, always see come out the bank
Always have to mention my name, when you high on that drank
Catch you with this boy you can't, cause you know I'm holdin' rank
When you see the platinum Rolex with the ice it make you faint
Through the streets now have you heard, out the Mafia droppin' birds
Runnin' from the n___ cops, tossin' out the bags of herb
Ain't afraid to pop the steel, hollow tips to make you feel
If you wanna punk me out, pop these n____z in they grill

[Chorus] x2

(Crunchy Black)
I can't take any more, I'm bout to explode
I'm bout to overload, I'm bout to kill boy
All I wanna know is where the G's at, where the Ki's at
Keep it easy, you don't want to get speedy
All on this m____fuckin' boo, n____ boo
Get on your back so we can get up soon
Stab you in your heart with a hard f___ing poon
n____ boo, n____ boo