Posse Song Three 6 Mafia (Ft. Frayser Boy & Lil Wyte)
"Posse Song" by Three 6 Mafia (Ft. Frayser Boy & Lil Wyte) is a #HipHop track from 2005. The song celebrates camaraderie and loyalty within their crew, emphasizing themes of unity and street life. Its energetic beats and catchy hooks reflect the Southern hip-hop style, contributing to the group's influence in the genre.
[Intro: Juicy J]
You know what?
I don't even wanna do an introduction, man
Ya know I'm sayin?
Just play that shit, man
[Repeat through whole song]
Mafia! Mafia-ya-ya! Mafia!
(Verse 1, Lil Wyte)
With an all star cast on the Hypnotize Minds roster
You a cropduster sprinklin seasonin'
We some flyin' saucers
Keep away from what'cha know
Twice as far from what'cha don't
Consequences come to those who chose to fuck with us, lil ho
All we do is make our music
Keep away from usin' units
Sometimes when they push my crazy button
And then I abuse it
All I publish is the truth
Lil Wyte playin' by the rules
Fuck on us, and make a Choices 2
And end up dyin' foo
(Verse 2, Frayser Boy)
I got a pound from Paul and J
Just a call away
It's time to do some dirt
Blast that ball away
They playin' with dogg today
I'm real, that's all the way
I'm tryin'a get that money, dogg
I never stall the pay
Got bottles, I brought a K
At ten, I caught a case
The early bird gets the first worm
Don't stall today
Get paid, til holiday
We tough, from snow to tre
Block a nigga shine
Motherfucka, you on the way
You know what?
I don't even wanna do an introduction, man
Ya know I'm sayin?
Just play that shit, man
[Repeat through whole song]
Mafia! Mafia-ya-ya! Mafia!
(Verse 1, Lil Wyte)
With an all star cast on the Hypnotize Minds roster
You a cropduster sprinklin seasonin'
We some flyin' saucers
Keep away from what'cha know
Twice as far from what'cha don't
Consequences come to those who chose to fuck with us, lil ho
All we do is make our music
Keep away from usin' units
Sometimes when they push my crazy button
And then I abuse it
All I publish is the truth
Lil Wyte playin' by the rules
Fuck on us, and make a Choices 2
And end up dyin' foo
(Verse 2, Frayser Boy)
I got a pound from Paul and J
Just a call away
It's time to do some dirt
Blast that ball away
They playin' with dogg today
I'm real, that's all the way
I'm tryin'a get that money, dogg
I never stall the pay
Got bottles, I brought a K
At ten, I caught a case
The early bird gets the first worm
Don't stall today
Get paid, til holiday
We tough, from snow to tre
Block a nigga shine
Motherfucka, you on the way
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