Show Dem Golds

歌詞

(feat. DJ Paul, Juicy 'J') (Hook 1 2x) Northside hoe, Southside hoe Eastside hoe, Westside hoe (Chorus 2x) Where dem gang, gang signs (show ya golds, show ya golds) Where dem hood, hood signs (throw some 'bows, throw some 'bows) (DJ Paul) It's the return of the gangsta - like my niggas OutKast Smokin' on the dank-a - shut ya mouth, I might pass Niggas off the heezy, fuck all at the fuckin' bar On the floor or in the parking lot they throw it out the car If they throw the wrong sign - niggas better handle it Fuck goin' outside - right here you gettin' wet I'm glad for this here, all I know is this here And you thinkin' I'ma let you disrespect this shit here Before I blow a nigga ass off - him and his hoe Ready to rob me a bitch and get the fuck out the do' This shit is real dumb nigga, who fucka say we playin' Boy you in the wrong land, fuckin' wit a grown man It's: "MAFIA, MAFIA" from the beginning into ending While you grinnin' I whoop yo ass, bitch in one inning You know the biz, Three 6 is the name boy You heard my sign now won't you show me what you claim boy (Chorus 4x) (Juicy J) We up all night, we smokin' that shit Somebody run they mouth and then we bop on the bitch They called us niggas, we run in packs Some playa hate this skin because the color is black We sag our jeans, the ride be clean Them twanky-twin-twins make them rims be mean We bracing ahead, we trust in the lead The fool we don't like is police and the Fed.'s And if you violate - get that tone to the head And if ya girl approach us - we'll see her in bed I'll probably own her flick 'cause she ain't nothin' to us A neighborhood chewer-hut, hoodrat, slut We people on the left - and we folks on the right We throwin' up them thangs - and we startin' them fights The swinging we be doin' is a ugly site We sleep in the morning and we come out at night (Chorus 4x) (Project Pat) Fuck around and get gun end, straight up out the pen From the mane with the sawed-off, lay up off the Gin You can win if you squeeze first - hollow points disperse You may leave in an ambulance or inside a hearse Niggas curse when they get caught, then they go to jail Took a purse with the gold watch - but I can't make bail Yeah its sad, but I did the crime, I except the time Just another broke hood nigga - cheese up on my mind Grab the nine, wanna make change Suckers lay it down, Project Pat and them Three 6 niggas who get down 'Bout that loot, let the bullets shoot - get across your grill I'm a North Memphis dinner thief - all about a meal And I will still retaliate, all you ones that hate I'm a rider for Hypnotize, move or wrapped in tape A survivor so realize, catchin' you on late In the bushes don't be surprise, you gon' meet your fate (Chorus 4x) (Hook 2 2x) ...show ya golds, show ya golds ...throw some 'bows, throw some 'bows ...show ya golds, show ya golds ...throw some 'bows, throw some 'bows