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Three 6 Mafia - "Beatem To Da Floor"
Lyrics to Beatem To Da Floor : [DJ Paul] So this is what Im a do man, you know what Im sayin Im a get each of you niggaz, you know what Im sayin From the bay by the b-ball piece, when you see this nigga You know what Im sayin, I want yall to whoop his bitch ass Man you know what Im sayin, beat his motha fuckin ass To the ground like a motherfucker man fuck this bitch ass [Juicy J] See this how ass kickin get down, your boys get (Beat down!) Your bitches get (Beat down!) Your brothers get (Beat down!) Your mothers get (Beat down!) Your cousins get (Beat down!) And any nigga that try to clown we leavin em on the ground Cuz we stomp a hole, until his ass throw up, and after that Them signs is gettin thrown up, Im answer to the right Im answer to the left, we snatchin your chain and check Your pockets till nothin left [Crunchy Black] Im a crunk this nigga though, treat em like a hoe Ask these lil bitches what the fuck they hittin for Crunchy aint a hoe, and Crunchy cant go, and Crunchy aint a nigga that you wanna fuck with low If you didnt know, then nigga you can know, then meet me Down foo in the middle of the floor, Ima break it down slow And fill you up with dro, and smoke a little that till I Cant smoke no more Im gon whoop this nigga Im gon whoop this nigga Im gon take it outside click click (Boom!) with the trigger Im gon rob this boy, Im gon mob this boy Im gon call the fuckin killers do a job on this boy [Chorus] We gon beat em to the floor, we gon beat em to the floor We gon beat em to the floor, we gon beat em to the floor We gon beat em to the floor, we gon beat em to the floor We gon beat em to the floor, we gon beat em to the floor [Lord Infamous] You dont know what just happened You suffering from a fracture You rebel let me catch you, Ill beat you belly bastard You have a bad concussion, from tripple six bone rushin You all beat up and busted, you shouldnt have pressed that button You all bloody and bumy, you yellin for you mommy And people think its funny, quit tryin to out run me Your eyes are blue and black and, your clothes are ripped and tackin You thought that you could hack it, you shouldnt have wore that jacket Cuz I wreck it, smith and west and my weapon, we steppin To let the still meet your chest and, dont play with these killers They come from those parts, the north where niggaz be pullin The whole cart, so mista big playa mista big time playa You got the shit on lock why you on my dick Like a bitch walkin around like you stone high Hollow tip bullets dont die, nigga they multiply Im gon whoop this nigga Im gon whoop this nigga Im gon take it outside click click (Boom!) with the trigger Im gon rob this boy, Im gon mob this boy Im gon call the fuckin killers do a job on this boy [Chorus] [ Beatem To Da Floor Lyrics ]
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