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Three 6 Mafia - "Big Mouth, Big Talk"
Lyrics to Big Mouth, Big Talk : [Chorus 4x] Whats up, big mouth, big talk, big game Teacher pet, taking aim, pump the tech, Im taiking aim [Pastor Troy] Triple six 99 a bitch but fuck it Creep up on them pussy niggaz hit the lights and the button Dont you love it shit Pastor Troy DSGB I represent it with my nigga from what (Tennessee) The enemy of the state Im keeping nothing but weight I top grind on these niggaz quit actin like its straight And niggaz fake but I tell them niggaz fuck yall I dump your pussy ass and flip it with my nigga Paul Who can you conversation you see me pacing And you can run and run but Ill be waiting And you can bet I represent it for the southeast Until death on the motherfucking beat triple six [Chorus 4x] [Pastor Troy] I started rolling at the early age I heard it paid So I made an investment, all my money was spent on buying drugs And giving hugs to broads checking for bud Because Im dodging the law I never saw and may I kept a kind the rest was raw I had a proper ass (') I stole the show I didnt know Id be judged Thats on the low and Pastor Troy praise God Cause I concealed and my intentions to spill who ever will Please step up and be killed Dont think Im real just to show that blood is red Aint no way till you finished just 16 shots in ya head Yall scared [Chorus 4x] [T-Rock] In the land of ATL, run shelves, crack sells for clientele Brutally your head swell all who oppose get sent to hell Midrange make ways to stay paid with AKs Sin folks reload or enter heavy scapeways We probably get robberies wit 12 gauge technology So I kill blood spill I show no local modesty Drop em G pay a fee doing combat killing enemies Shot heads with infa reds so much death fuck a injury I specialize and funeralize all the guys my clique despise Full clip busted in between your eyes symbolize that its surely mine When I bust my shells hoe leave you stuck like velcro Throwing blows and elbows them tie that trick to the railroads Bruise the bitch then shoot the trick now whos the snitch to get crucifixed Clips and shit be super thick to inform you we aint new to this Blaze weed my tendencies bury MCs with jealousy Assign to kill and steel I keep Pastor preaches eulogy [ Big Mouth, Big Talk Lyrics ]
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