Three 6 Mafia Land of the Lost Lyrics

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Chorus: Deep down south in da hood *****s slang
Hustlin' and game
Tryin ta stack some change
Land of tha Lost Full of Gangstas n killas
*****s all about they damn scrilla <>

Gangsta Boo

To start it off i'm the mutha ****in lady about her cheese
While you other Herman Benz out there leavin fo' free
Kinda quick to tell you what I'm gonna get and it be True
At the end of the rainbow ***** I thought you knew
Cause I'm sayin all my hustlas don't forgot I'm on the green
got a pocket full of money not no stones know what i mean?
don't get mad cause yo *** livin broke
**** that get up off yo lazy ***
Get about yo ****in scratch

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I'm chasin Franklin wit' my Triple 6 thugs
Cause we was sinners
I get deeper I'm still comin up with Lint
Livin in a tent some trick gotta change
it ain't the same
And its plain ta see I ain't the same man
Beat a *****, Rob a hoe
Kick in does from doe ta doe
Prophet posse never sloppy
Clean you out from roof ta flo'
I'm startin ta stinkin' raisin my heartbeat
ta never be rich
Rather trade a hoe for mackers dis predemption

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Juicy J

its on! Why you shakin whatcha want to do
I gotta 357 brand new Shootin Holes through
*****s skulls fool Lets get da dope and drop it off
and count them G's and smoke some cheese
it pays to brake the law
My cousin creepin all them Graded boys gonna hook us up
to make a grip on that white **** that we don't see or touch
**** what you talkin about?
We slangin *****
By any means you want to stop the team we pull the Trigga

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Red Red Go away!
cause a ***** want to play
Leave me here
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Standin to the left
there yo cab
Let me wear a breifcase in my situation
So many smilin faces
about tha devil that's in me racin'
Placin here's a mutha ****a my ***** i tell ya what
When i was in the jail while my killa was in da cut
all because of this is how power,cowering
Bustin that i heat up musta been in love
want to feel me with slugs

Crunchy Black

Its Crunchy Black Crunchy Black
on da creep *****
how you *****s out here gonna laugh and ****in giggle?
when I'm gettin bigga and bigga
Bigga den a ****in picture
Picture me in yo dreams when I'm out, ta ****in getcha
hit ya fo' ya dividends and fled from da ****in case
don't drop no peices so I, want catch a case
make a mistake in dis game and man you'll hafta pay
Deep in the jail cell or holy cell
never see the day

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Written by: Jordan Houston, Lola Mitchell, Patrick Houston, Paul Beauregard, Robert Cooper
Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC

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