War With Us - Three 6 Mafia

How many niggas wanna go to war with us

How many niggas really think they can hang with us

How could you sleep on the thugs when the thugs dont sleep

Because we keep in the street

7 days a week, nigga

Let me tell you bout these monkey ass niggas, all up in my grill

Niggas clamin' they down on my side but they ain’t on the real

Smilin' in my face, behind my back, they tryin' to get my raps

This ole wannabe nigga

I bet I slice you like a fuckin' snappa

Up in the streets

You lookin good

Its because of me

Keep it in mind without the sixth

You would never be

A nigga hit me for the 10−4

I hit a 10−4

On my walkie-talkie

Them niggas ask me what Im in fo

I said I need a nigga heart ta

Stop beatin'

We playin the same game

But these motha fuckas cheap brah

I treat this mother fuckin nigga fair

And In return what I get

The nigga try to cut my fuckin share

And to find out

He down wit cowards in the first

Think I’m talkin' bout you

We writin' a fuckin verse

Maybe I am nigga

Nigga maybe Im not

But if you think I am

You guilty

Feel the fuckin' buckshot

How many niggas wanna go to war with us

How many niggas really think they can hang with us

How could you sleep on the thugs when the thugs dont sleep

Because we keep in the street

7 days a week nigga

This shit we gettin' cause

We focus

We watch the dopest

We get ta smokin

Like molten

The niggas hopin

But cannot cope

With the locest

Eletric wit

60,000 volts

Its ferocious

To get trocious

So take notes

Its provokive

You think we jokin

Hocus-Pokus

You open

The foo was scopin

Catch a pump

If ya dont keep

That nigga hard wit ya

Cut off ya door

Cut cha throat

Tie ya bed

His kids will with us when we roll

Take that boy

All his stuff

Nigga you dont hear me though

Keyser Soze, Lord Infamous- Scarecrow

Gun play, anda le, bodies in my chevrolet

Sunday through Monday, I wanna let guns spray

Tear da club up, Three 6 Mafia nigga

Time ta make the gas in the rainy ass beaker

It’s on

It’s a scam

Wit a frown

Make you put down

Frown town

Never was

Never

Was they punk

When they fuckin say it

How many niggas wanna go to war wit us

How many niggas really think they can hang wit us

How could you sleep on the thugs when the thugs dont sleep

Because we keep in the street

7 days a week nigga

Rule number 1, never steal from the Juice

Rule number 2, when you cross then your through

Rule number 3, I can’t see you when its dark

Rule number 4, is that nigga ridin in the car

Rule if you think a nigga playin wit you hoe

Then stick it to the streets

Cause real niggas often roll

And if I got a knife

Then theres gonna be some fuckin killins

Like if they talkin hard

Leave em hangin from the ceiling

And if you ain’t involved

Dont you get yourself involved

Cause hardest lookin niggas

That I know

Always pullin guns

Comin up in the game

I had to watch my back

Cause niggas want the rymes

They fuck my stack

Them jackers jack

Some people say how

I won a fuckin gold plat

And I still pack a strap

I make a phone call

To the thugs

They be shootin

Crap

And do

What I tell them

To do

Lets make these guns clap

Nigga

How, how, how, how…

How many niggas wanna go to war wit us

How many niggas really think they can hang wit us

How could you sleep on the thugs when the thugs dont sleep

Because we keep in the street

7 days a week nigga