Three 6 Mafia - Flashes Lyrics
Chorus x3I keep on havin these flashesMurder by the massesSick off human ashesHatas passion(dj paul)We mother*****in whole mothasGlock huggasRob till we rob each other, facked on any mother*****a nigga.40 cals got me dangeryLike jj fad icredible hoe dont make me anga-ryWe prophet posse got you in the crossWe done gotchaIn the mother*****in scopeWe done shot chaWe get more wilder than a chicken with his head cut offThree 6 mafia hypnotizin dont make me set it off(gangsta boo)Screamin notha *****in murder, murder, murder on my mindGettin wild with these hella fied rhymes on ya mindNever the on be mistakenNever the one takin a lossI always be the *****in one who to be the damn doubtWatcha say, nigga whatYou wanna get up in my shitShit gonna get your ass in troubleShit gonna get your head splitStay focused stay rollin when Im ridin dirty niggaGettin twisted off some niggaDedicated to you killaChorus x3(juicy j)Guess who was scaredNiggas stalkin in the memphis streetsThe triple 6 them mafia niggas you dont wanna meetCreep up on your ass and let the barrel sweepSweep and let the blast take you from off your feetAnd to your family and your friends I know them hoes will miss youYou should have warned them that the three 6 mafia out to get chaWould you walk to his house with a pistolCould you let the heat go like you shouldnt have missed him(koopsta knicca)Its the blue lights in the nightWhen I go for ridinIm seein headlights on the right creepin up from behindRan that trick hit the d*****ety-***** with the hennessyLeavin that third, need reserveDroppin on the curve to by to my (? ? )See by a chance that he may touch me its a hint that he gonna missCause I will take some plastic man and rip this skin up off thisMother*****in pieceSo now he diss meNo one can play hey, now tell me whats nextCome here play he say (? ? )Chorus...till fade
