ฟังเพลงKnock Tha Black Off Yo Ass (Explicit Album Version)

Artist：three 6 mafia

Songs Title：knock tha black off yo a**

It ain＇t no b**ch in my blood ni**a its nothing but thug

The main ni**a on the block where it＇s hot talking sh*t

I be the main motherf**ker somewhere dead in a ditch

Bullet lead to his broke leg two off in his head

Was he scared then hit the man ＇cause of what he said

Copastead I be copastatic means I＇m to the good

Copper lead in my automatic when I＇m in your ＇hood

Wish you would try to flex dog pistol in my drawers

Hollywood North Memphis dog motherf**k the laws

Kept it real from the jump street still lookin＇ up to me

Out your grill bustin＇ wit＇ the heat off of the concrete

Blow your toes bloody out your nose got the body cold

Guy＇s will roll you to hospital full of hollow holes

Check ＇em in with a sheisty grin you get out this cab

You gon＇ hand me some damn ends break yourself for dad

Doin＇ bad but I＇m not for long my ni**a it＇s on

When I shoot with this f**kin＇ tone you is gon＇ be gone

10 g＇s will get your a** blown off

Have your mama boohooin＇ and your daddy and your mother in law （mmmhmmm）

20 g＇s will get your a** chopped up

By some rendevue barbecue tips we don＇t give a f**k （mmmhmm）

30 g＇s will get you thrown in a river

Splittin＇ wit＇ your ni**a he＇d probably ride wit＇ her （mmhmm）

50 g＇s will get you cold taken out

*z mention your name they say ＂Man we don＇t know what you talkin＇

＇bout＂ （mmmhmm）

You can get your a** pistolwhipped with a nine or a 45 or a henny dip

We fight dirty till we die ni**a get your throat slit

Then we stomp you to the ground and then we throw your arm a clip

We don＇t give a f**k

You can talk about this you can talk about that

But if I catch you talkin＇ I＇ma beat you wit＇ a bat

Do you something wrong ni**a how you like that

I thought I saw a puttycat I thought I saw a cat

Peepin＇ my goods try＇na see my stash

But if I catch you peepin＇ ni**a that＇s your a**

You the type of ni**a that＇ll keep coming back

So I＇ma gon＇ kill you leave you dead where you at

I think they better call Bush ＇cause it＇s a national disaster

When I unleash my pistolgrip Bushmaster

Ring the alarm I got double charms

100 round spinnin＇ you can＇t hide you can＇t run

I＇m a sniper ridin＇ in a blue Chevy

A trunk full of guns man you hoes ain＇t ready

Kill a b**ch like Freddy in the beddy in pajamas

In the middle of the night wake him up to red sights （Blaoow ）