Three 6 Mafia - Don't Trust 'em
What what x10
(Chorus) x4
My nigg* told me once don't you trust them motherfkers
They act like they your thugs but they phoney motherfkers
You trust no you trust no fking b*tch
Cuz if you trust a fking b*tch you be in the ditch
Oh no you let a hoe
Set you up and now its time to let these hoes know its go
You kick in'z they door you lay them on the floor
You put the gun to they motherfking forehead bro
Is it fking come
Is it fking go
I kill a hoe like I kill a fking nigg* bro
I thought you fking knew you fking with the six
You fk with us we put your body in a fking ditch
b*tch you done fked around with the clique
Click A motherfkers gun sound b*tch
We don't trust no hoe
We don't trust no man
We got our own fking thing don't you understand
Now how the fk the hoes think they taken something
You take nothing you only taken the fking drama
Chorus
How could you betray your folk
Haters like you should be smoked
Killed wrapped in plastic body bags cuz your ?
Trick we coming after ya
Death is looking drastical
Strapped up spectacular
Then suck blood like dracula
Best make sure you haven't said
Never hide the evidence
Use to be my nigg* now I'm rampaging your residence
Pay my dues down the juice
Stealing what ?
Cuz you ? back in middle school
What happened to blazing bags
Hanging out and skipping class
Now you in the ? position b*tch you wanna blast
Hating us supieror
Murder your as* now meeting the criteria
Ain't no use in being shamed
Blood on your mirror frame
And that was provided from my ? a nigg* to the brain
I'm deranged born crazed
Shimmey to the turning lane
Couldn't drop this nigg* so I took his as* to the game
Chorus
Ash to ash
Dust to dust
How many motherfkers that I can't trust
I can't trust suckers
I can't trust suckers
And I sure can't trust that nigg* that be riding in that back trunk
And I can't trust my gal
Cuz my gal she snitch
And I can't trust that b*tch
Cuz a b*tch is a b*tch
And I can't trust that nigg* that I use to hang with
Cuz that nigg* I use to hang with he'll flow like a b*tch
And I can't trust chuck
Cuz chuck hear what
Have me walking round here singing shookey like dookey
And I can't trust my ?
Bust out my window and I ?
All over my car
nigg* you know who I am
Rat tat tat is my level
Pushing bodies in bags
Bodies in bag and have your as* walking the procession
fk with me my nigg* putting bodies in bag
Chorus
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