Are U Ready 4 Us

1998, Three 6 mafia, hooked up with the motherf**kin' Dayton family Are y'all ready for us? Bring the pain, bitch, ya'll ain't ready for us Miphia style, flip time, '98, rollin' like dees, smoke the trees bitch We mafia, is it too much, we mafia mafia mafia, ya Are you ready for us, we mafai mafia mafia, ya We mafia, is it too much, we mafia mafia mafia, ya Are you ready for us, we mafai mafia mafia, ya 'Cause it's the 1990 triple 6 2000 Mixtures of sin and gin on sight, cut the wings off an angel On both sides, I'm suin', huntin', all them s*ckas, state your last name First, Meyers, Michael, Lord is killin', Three 6 killin' What else will I say? Even children probably don't give a f**k If you are naughty or nice at night, sacrifice, good bye, lights out Can you feel me? Can you hear me? Did you pick the scene? A lot of fools done f**ked around town, showed up in your dreams Standin' in a hideaway, infra red, them guns spray Gotcha shakin', gotcha nervous, knowin' not how to get away Lookin' out the window pane, 'cause all your gonna feel is pain In your yard, I see a tree, I also see your body hang, see the phone Pick it up, the wire that is only cut, I meant to pray You're still gonna die, too late, bitch, your time is up We mafia, is it too much, we mafia mafia mafia, ya Are you ready for us, we mafai mafia mafia, ya We mafia, is it too much, we mafia mafia mafia, ya Are you ready for us, we mafai mafia mafia, ya We mafia, is it too much, we mafia mafia mafia, ya Are you ready for us, we mafai mafia mafia, ya We mafia, is it too much, we mafia mafia mafia, ya Are you ready for us, we mafai mafia mafia, ya What the f**k you wanna do? Be a victim of my homicide If you try to jack, I'll leave you dead head in the G ride And creep up out my vehicle and continue my jack move Still gat under the dirt, now put it up in your hand Now ain't that smooth, motherf**ker, snooze motherf**ker Move motherf**ker, loose motherf**ker, put your face down To the floor and don't you take a look up, I heard about What you cook up, see bitch, this is a stick up I'm takin' you off your tippy toes, take your cheese And f**k your hoes, givin' you crack sacks Macks back in your cadillacs, drop glock in my draws Extra clip up under my balls, my d**k's like a 44 f**kin' up your pus*y wall, you ran your lip about your grip And I'm takin' in on the stash box, your pockets are swoll hoe And I'm lookin' for a jackpot, I wear a mask on my face So I won't catch a case, keepin' it low key, don't nobody know me I'm just like a snake when I creep through your window So motherf**k the cops, cold hard on me kin though So motherf**k the 5-0, it's all about survival I leave them like DOA, bitch, that's dead on arrival We mafia, is it too much, we mafia mafia mafia, ya Are you ready for us, we mafai mafia mafia, ya We mafia, is it too much, we mafia mafia mafia, ya Are you ready for us, we mafai mafia mafia, ya We mafia, is it too much, we mafia mafia mafia, ya Are you ready for us, we mafai mafia mafia, ya We mafia, is it too much, we mafia mafia mafia, ya Are you ready for us, we mafai mafia mafia, ya Cause it's the 1990 triple 6 2000 Give'em two to the head, three to the neck and the other f**kin' tip Too his motherf**kin' chest, gotta buck him down, gotta buck him Down town, talkin' bout' these clowns, talkin' shit up in my f**kin' town Since he ain't dead yet, check his head, check his chest Playa should have guessed, he was strapped with a f**kin' vest Hoe you should have known, you was f**kin' with the triple 6 We bust, I knew you wasn't ready for us am I too much to avoid? Can't you f**k with us in the lexus truck with Juicy J, getting f**ked up Tearin' the club up, what be bumpin' on the radio? Mafia is what I'm screamin', till the day I die, hoe, more game For the lame, educate them bitches man, stay in focus, hocus pocus Tryin' my best to maintain High as the sky is why it's my business, Bitch, open up your own f**kin' account and get up out my shit We mafia, is it too much, we mafia mafia mafia, ya Are you ready for us, we mafai mafia mafia, ya We mafia, is it too much, we mafia mafia mafia, ya Are you ready for us, we mafai mafia mafia, ya We mafia, is it too much, we mafia mafia mafia, ya Are you ready for us, we mafai mafia mafia, ya We mafia, is it too much, we mafia mafia mafia, ya Are you ready for us, we mafai mafia mafia, ya Cause it's the 1990 triple 6 2000 Six bitch, so don't you f**k with this click, 'cause if you f**k With this click, you'll get a little of this gun shots You must don't know who you f**kin' with bitch 'Cause we leavin' bodies in body bags, drop em' off in a ditch Know I mean, kid, know I mean, kid, see we come from A natural bomb, a natural gun, a natural gimme some Don't make me make your body numb trick And have you hollerin' out mafia mafia mafia mafia Stick em' dead, kill em' dead, rush them tricks on down to the flo' With north memphis convicts, bithces call me koopsta hoe f**k me once never twice, wrapped up on that game of dice How can I lie? When at nine hundred times You said, "Sou was a man of the house", I don't really done it Koop you hung around that nigga man, try so hard to be a soldier Bitch, but come out to be dealt with trick, I'm sick in the head Better call Fred, dirty red, yeah, yeah you gon' look Too late f**kin' fool, 'cause you drownin' in your poo poo