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Text: Three 6 Mafia. Most Know Unknown. Don't Violate.


How many niggas really talk that shit **(background)**
THREE SIX !!!!
MAFIA !!!!
FRAYSER BOY !!!!
ya ya, its goin down ... You know what I'm sayin'. Alot of times we use the word bitch. It goes for niggaz and hoes, whoever violate, get in your face with that bullshit, this is what you do !!!

Put your foot up they ass, (what)
foot up they ass, (what)
If your bitch is actin' bad put your foot up they ass, (yep)
foot up they ass, (what)
foot up they ass, (what)
If your bitch is actin' bad put your foot up they ass...
and tell that hoe...
don't violate me hoe,
don't violate me,
and tell that hoe...
don't violate me hoe,
don't violate me,
and tell that hoe...
don't violate me hoe,
don't violate me,
and tell that hoe...
don't violate me,
don't violate me hoe,

Now niggaz man, they try and copy,
The three six, but they too sloppy,
Them boys some fakers, nothin but carbon copies,
Who's step up in the club, niggaz they brain dead,
Cuz its a rap and all this bull shit that they said,
Aint nothin behind your mug but some mutha fuckin hugs,
Ya'll niggaz nicer than grandmas and fuckin ladybugs,
Ya'll haters shakin like booties up in a strip club,
Ill cut your hand off like al-qeada in this bitch (WHAT !!!!)

I aint playin with you niggaz,
I'll put my hands on you niggaz,
My foot will stand on you niggaz,
I thought you knew we pull triggers,
So why you testin me bitches,
You must be tryin to get stitches,
All on your forehead, or cold dead, for fuckin wit' pimpin,
I take the back of a gun,
Hit you you stumble then run,
Split you in two fuckin halves, you mad runnin your tongue,
Iaint no hoe that be likein bustin and fighting and bitin,
Im like a tennessee titan, tacklin and breakin the lightin.. !!! (WHAT)

Put your foot up they ass, (what)
foot up they ass, (what)
If your bitch is actin' bad put your foot up they ass, (yep)
foot up they ass, (what)
foot up they ass, (what)
If your bitch is actin' bad put your foot up they ass...
and tell that hoe...
don't violate me hoe,
don't violate me,
and tell that hoe...
don't violate me,
don't violate me hoe,
and tell that hoe...
don't violate me hoe,
don't violate me,
and tell that hoe...
don't violate me hoe,
don't violate me,

See im quick with the pistol,
shootin that missle,
if i catch you slippin then im gonna get ya mr.
i aint gonna miss ya, im just gonna split ya,
no evidence, witnesses, lone picture
talk that shit bro told ya im gonna get ya,
hit ya in the head with the tip of the pistol,
ya i do it big you shouldve played with ya sister,
like eskimoly you froze in a BLIZZARD !!!

Pick his ass up drop him off before his last breath,
Fuckin with that hypnotize you gonna have a fast death,
Real niggaz ya we is, you can come and find out,
I could show you what the cryin about, Three six got me on,
Now i have to keep a tone,
Cuz they haters now my haters, if you want a beef its on,
Most of ya'll been hoes,
Afraid of boys with ten toes,
Leave his ass in the past, nigga like nintendo

Put your foot up they ass, (what)
foot up they ass, (what)
If your bitch is actin' bad put your foot up they ass, (yep)
foot up they ass, (what)
foot up they ass, (what)
If your bitch is actin' bad put your foot up they ass...
and tell that hoe...
don't violate me hoe,
don't violate me,
and tell that hoe...
don't violate me hoe,
don't violate me,
and tell that hoe...
don't violate me hoe,
don't violate me,
and tell that hoe...
don't violate me hoe,
don't violate...

(Thanks to Jeffrey for these lyrics)