Three 6 Mafia - Jealous Ass Bitches - Sözleri

DJ Paul]  

 Jealous, jealous, jealous, jealous ass bitches!  

 Jea, Jea, jealous ass bitches! jealous ass bitches!  

 Jealous ass bitches!  

 [Chorus - repeat 4X]  

  

 Draped up and dripped out, know what I'm talkin bout  

 Jealous ass bitches, let that steam out ya collar ho!  

  

 [DJ Paul]  

 We gotta hear the speaker upon a certain subject tho  

 My killas and playas  

 These niggas hatas so they talk shit bout us to our hoes  

 These niggas being  

 They talk shit tryna put salt in our peeing  

 Some hating bitches but not seein  

 We goin after you enemies  

 Anger is all in me  

 Infared and feel these  

 Graspin another clip  

 Cross outs  

 Or get tossed out  

 On that pizzacks  

 Slammed to the pavement  

 For a fizz (JEALOUS!)  

 Never really cool wit me  

 Hoes ya gotta put em up  

 Backstabbers and downers hold ya down but bitch im  

 bout some commers  

 Puttin them guns up  

 For ya lame  

 Take no charges for ya man  

 Toe to toe witcha hoe  

 No problem man we can swang bang Bitch!  

  

 [ScareCrow]  

 Well I be damned  

 We choppin off ones on these fuckin ass bitches 'cause  

 Its ScareCrow, and Goddy Cally, Tomontana and Hafa  

 they ain't got shit else to offer, Baraka  

 I'm only 5"5" so I love when they call me Lil' Poppa  

 I can't get a post, the copper so close  

 Less evil down here by tha dock 'cause they think they some coners  

 But in a lil while you fuck niggas gone need some blood doners  

 Put dirt in they launcher  

 We ridin through India launcher  

 They dead on the corner we comin real loca  

 I tell ya the nigs in my click man we comin real loca  

 They stayin real blow on tha snow  

 Always Coca Cola... but not the kind in the can  

 The kind in the drank cooler or in the drink stand  

 And niggas in mafia land do not give a damn matter you penny or brands  

 These niggas got faith in they strap like a crucifix  

 Run on there knees like the purist christian  

  

 We dont have to been that great 'cause its no smoking the  

 store Kalicofalilo? check yo collar  

 [Chorus 2X]  

  

 [Gangsta Boo]  

 A nova gettin money lendin niggas pimp by the Boo  

 Aint nothin but gangsta up in me fool  

 They want me to smile but steady I frown  

 Niggaz and dollars he's whinnin diamond his lady  

 For what its worth im takin you bitches main  

 So let that steam out yo collar  

 And face reallity  

 You cant compare when it come to misses Boo  

 Cant be taking no losses from none of you project ho bitches  

 I'm livin it up stayin down, tryna get what I can  

 From the 9-6 to 2G, I'm lovin money now man  

 So why you playa hatin  

 Ho you need to dig what I peep  

 You wonderin why you aint bail  

 'cause you be fuckin for free  

 So since you hot you better let that steam up outta your collar  

 I'm gettin richer and richer I love the almighty dollar  

 Back when I was broke  

  

 [Juicy J]  

 didnt nobody wanna fuck wit me  

 Magic in this property  

 hangin wit my nigga D.  

 snipers gaurdin niggas  

 wit them triggers  

 slangin nuttin but fruit  

 like they on that screw  

 making junkies flip into a zone  

 those was my itles  

 Dan and J. said stick to rap  

 ima get tha gat  

 'cause if you die in that shit  

 3 years past and I finnaly got a fuckin break  

 3-6 Mafia missed the styles  

 niggas start to hate  

 fo i started makin cheese  

 sellin tapes  

 underground players stay down  

 now they frown when I come around  

 but im maintaining  

 still drankin  

 hatin I cant destroy  

 every time I ride  

 All I hear is fuck witcha boy  

  

 [Chorus 2X]  

  

 Draped up and dripped out  

 Jealous ass bitches, let that steam out ya collar ho  

 Draped up and dripped out  

 Jealous ass bitches, let that steam out ya collar ho

														   

														   



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