They Bout to Find Yo Body Three 6 Mafia
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In earlier news, the police still haven't found three well known rappers
Formerly employed by Hypnotize Minds - they're asking if you have any
Leads or any information about where these rappers may be
Please contact 528-CASH
[Hook: Juicy J]
Yo mami an yo pops man they 'bout to find yo body
The snitcher and the cops man they 'bout to find yo body
The ambulance and morgue man they 'bout to find yo body
Laid out on the floor man they 'bout to find yo body
[Crunchy Black]
One, two, here I come foo
Three, four, kickin' in the door
Five, six, rob a nigga quick
Seven, eight, get away straight
[Lord Infamous]
Throats cut, gun shot wounds, broke bones
Plagues, diseases, war clones and ozones
Playa depleting, global heating, west nile
Everynight on the news another murder trial
[Juicy J]
He grew up as a robbin' motha fucka, he didn't give a shit
Give my black ski mask and gun and a do' to kick
Down watchin' frown put the tone underneath your chin
You know Project Pat is there your nigga down to make some fizz
Formerly employed by Hypnotize Minds - they're asking if you have any
Leads or any information about where these rappers may be
Please contact 528-CASH
[Hook: Juicy J]
Yo mami an yo pops man they 'bout to find yo body
The snitcher and the cops man they 'bout to find yo body
The ambulance and morgue man they 'bout to find yo body
Laid out on the floor man they 'bout to find yo body
[Crunchy Black]
One, two, here I come foo
Three, four, kickin' in the door
Five, six, rob a nigga quick
Seven, eight, get away straight
[Lord Infamous]
Throats cut, gun shot wounds, broke bones
Plagues, diseases, war clones and ozones
Playa depleting, global heating, west nile
Everynight on the news another murder trial
[Juicy J]
He grew up as a robbin' motha fucka, he didn't give a shit
Give my black ski mask and gun and a do' to kick
Down watchin' frown put the tone underneath your chin
You know Project Pat is there your nigga down to make some fizz
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