Little wyte we aint playin lyrics
Three 6 Mafia is an American hip hop group from Memphis, Tennessee. Three Six fuckin' Mafia not these damn hoesy'all can't fuck with this You niggaz gotta realize who got the city owned Too many niggaz that's wantin' they own office 'Cause it be to many loses, to many bosses I'm knowin' it wouldn't work so I just sit backĪnd watch how the trains just runs off the track Tryin to build a clique like the hypnotize camp The same way your skull started dentin 'cause we beat it long you niggazSwear you have the right plan but you had the wrong mans The way you ran your mouth, you should've known to have the fuckin' toneīeggin' from beginning, man winnin' 'cause our camp is strong To hell with all that cryin' now, nigga we gonna get it onīeat you with that yawk, dead center across your damn dome Put you in the fuckin' car, hoe, and we gon' take you home If you wanted to ride my nuts that bad you should've asked me manDanger, you muthafuckas wanted a war bitch, then I'ma bring it onĬatch you in these fuckin' streets, boy and I'ma point the chrome Quit ya muthafuckin' hatin' playin' all your petty games HCP got WYT to the E and that's just how it be You don,t want to have to cross the path a killers when you on the streets
#LITTLE WYTE WE AINT PLAYIN LYRICS PLUS#
Lyrically copyrighted all my shit, and plus I'll fuck you up Givin you one warning change your name before I get your crunk Wasn't about to let it, but you had to come testin' me HCP blowin' your lights out like a candle, bitchWell I'm about to rich rip a hole in the industry, holdin' my energy Time to damage shit, no understandin' this, you know you scandalous I'm from the Bay, I'ma show you how a nigga beat a bitch Ya chest pumped out, mouth talkin' that shit Time to bust a nigga head, we aren't hesitateable The Unbreakables, the most hateable, the unescapeables Infared got ya scared in protective custody You own a vehicle, pick up the ScarecrowFrayser Boy, cockin' toy, ya'll don't wanna fuck with me You smoke garbage weed, and cheap packs a blow You run from niggaz, I find the snub noseĪnd you can't sell three copies of your shit Make some shit this bumpin you fuckin' wannabes, Lord rollI am the predator you are the prey nigga, ain't leavin' no witnessYeah, make me a believer nigga Paul and Juicy sent me, so you know it's big businessĬ.B. Lock you in the trunk and take care of my business
You better watch out 'cause I'll paint a pictureĪ pretty little picture, now how a nigga getcha I'ma be the one that's sent to fuckin' getcha I'ma be the one to pull that fuckin' trigga The plane crashes, the Devil, the anthrax, the lettersįorgot about the peddlers, we still in it togetherLet me introduce myself, my fuckin' nigga The more shit you talk, the more blood the sweata' Hope you give a nigga reason to want ya, the bigger gun the better Now I'm 'bout to blow my brains out 'cause I don't give a shit Lord Infamous and me, DJ Paul the King of MemphisNigga we some maniacs, fuckin' up our brainiacsīreakin' down some dope, wit a razor boy remember thatĬrop a mix with Smilax, take a gun and cock it back Juicy J, Lil Wyte, Frayser Boy, Crunchy Black Talk about how many hoes, clothes and bank rolls we got