Three 6 Mafia - Sweet Robbery Lyrics
(DJ Paul)I cruise to my chevy shakin' these late nightsAnd soon a killah will thank me will come out again to take another lifeI'm tired of hidin' form the 5-0 cause these fools scope me nightlyI'm changin' my identity and playin' more roles than that niggah spike leeThis shit ain't fake i gotta breakAnd get the ***** back on this murder caseFor chill this shit is cool to rap about but see to me it ain't no fun when it's realThem cops can't roll to Triple Six so no lord can save'emI try to least stay after but now i ask for another favorOne of my homies died, two of my niggah's in the J.CBut now I ask of you first power bring them back to meWe ran a job off top, we had to pop some copsBut still some fools house made us lead us to his stash pizzotSkeemask over my skull, peppers in my mouth cause I'm grilled***** cause (?) glock nine with no love, killah's from the south gotta peelCaps that will make your shells fall, but I will be the only one still leglockedEmployed cause job to me, you need to lay down you niggah's, you *****esYou snitches, smoke swishers and plan my sweet robberies.[Chorus](Juicy J)This shit is on, I'm scopin' out this fool that I don't likeWho *****ed me out some money(What how I squash this shit)Wait till the nightI'm gonna touch him with a gauge, gotta touch with a gaugeNiggah think he *****ed me gonna get his ass sprayedFirst I hit the weed, hit full of red rum, niggah better give me someOr O'll make your body numb *****I thought you knew it was on when you pulled that shitFlodgin' ass niggah prepare for the triggah with no *****in' heartYou gonna meet this sick
