Tonalità: Ab major
Verse 1
G
Three 6 Mafia,
You Scared 2000- and- Three- 6
B
It's goin' down
Verse 2
B
You scared, ho (what, what, what),
G
F#m
G
you scared, ho (what, what, what)
You scared, ho (what, what, what),
kickin' in the door
I make them bitches hit
F#m
B
the floor for keys
You scared, ho (what, what, what), you scared,
F#m
G
ho (what, what, what)
You scared, ho (what, what, what),
kickin' in the door
I make them bitches hit the floor for keys
F#m
Bust in with that
Verse 3
B
45, make
them bitches back it up
Catch 'em ridin' on them thangs,
make them bitches jack it up
F#m
G
Hear they got that pot it man,
make them bitches bag it up
Finally got that money, man,
make them bitches sag it up
F#m
B
Take it to the spot, man,
now it's time to crank it up
Don't play, tomorrow's a brighter day,
I gotta pack it up
F#m
G
Mean's I be's the first up on the block,
I guess to rack it up
Pocket full of stones, oh boy,
I gotta track it up
F#m
B
Fuck in' with you snitches, man,
don't make me wanna hang it up
F#m
B
But lookin' at a empty plate don't
make me wanna keep it up
G
Any nigga with that work gonna
make me wanna creep it up
Even though my pockets don't get deep,
they ain't got deep enough
B
Wishin' I could rob me a
G
bank but I ain't thief enough
B
G
B
G
B
I keep it in the hood to rob a nigga chart,
they sleep enough
G
And it's 'bout the time I get
my back then I need it up
Time to find another boy,
time to gettin' to re- in' up
Verse 4
B
I think I got 'em scared,
I think that they scared of me (you scared, ho)
I think you bitches scared,
I think that they scared of me (you scared, ho)
G
I think I got 'em scared,
I think that they scared of me (you scared, ho)
Kickin' in the door,
F#m
I make them bitches hit the floor for keys
B
I think I got 'em scared,
I think that they scared of me (you scared, ho)
I think you bitches scared,
I think that they scared of me (you scared, ho)
F#m
G
I think I got 'em scared,
I think that they scared of me (you scared, ho)
Kickin' in the door,
F#m
I make them bitches hit the floor for keys
Verse 5
B
Which one of you rappers
wanna feel them shots
Sayin' that Juicy J fuck you out
your record money flop
G
Hope you know these North Memphis
soldiers keep a plastic Glock
Stand in front of your house,
I'm 'bout to buck you cowards on the spot
F#m
B
Heard you talkin' loud, actin' tough,
I guess to gain your props
Man this ain't no radio station,
boy quit tryin' to pump your watch
F#m
G
Police yellow tape,
somebody blood they wipin' with a mop
What a witness saw when we here,
roll on down your corner block
F#m
B
The Mafia Boys, we got them toys,
make you drop it off
Pass me the gun,
I take the handle then I saw it off
G
Bust in the bank and make you
B
faint before I knock it off
G
I'm on that drank and full of dank,
B
ready to break the law
I see them funds,
I see you run 'cause I want it all
So fuckin' scared, you talkin' backwards
G
But we don't care,
we like a ladder standin' ten feet tall
Buckin' you, blastin' you,
F#m
watch you splatter on the fuckin' wall
Verse 6
G
I think I got 'em scared,
B
G
I think that they scared of me (you scared, ho)
I think you bitches scared,
I think that they scared of me (you scared, ho)
I think I got 'em scared,
I think that they scared of me (you scared, ho)
F
G
Kickin' in the door,
I make them bitches hit the floor for keys
I think I got 'em scared,
B
G
I think that they scared of me (you scared, ho)
B
I think you bitches scared,
G
B
G
I think that they scared of me (you scared, ho)
I think I got 'em scared,
I think that they scared of me (you scared, ho)
F
G
Kickin' in the door,
B
F#m
I make them bitches hit the floor for keys
Verse 7
B
Creepin' carefully through the street
because it's very real in the field
Ain't no love for pity,
ain't nobody cut you no deal
F#m
G
Everyone I know,
they do whatever just to get a meal
Or what's in the bottle or the
baggie or what's under seal
F#m
B
Careful of the company you keep,
everyone ain't trill
'Cause when robbers, mobbers double jaw,
just to bust appeal
F#m
G
You got hustlers, dealers bank in every town,
every field
That's why I don't hang around no
brothers off some mass appeal
F#m
Crunchy Black,
Verse 8
B
in this bitch I'm bout to bring the pain
Ain't no gang in my slang,
do you understand?
G
Mess with me then your messin'
with the grownest man
Where I'm from, from the slum,
niggas shootin' a thang
F#m
B
On the run,
now you see me in the papers, man
G
B
They were tryin' to stop a nigga
from doin' his thang
F
G
Can't you mug is the song that
I'm singin' man
Hypnotize got me gold diggin' for the chain
B
I think I
Verse 9
got 'em scared,
I think that they scared of me (you scared, ho)
I think you bitches scared,
I think that they scared of me (you scared, ho)
G
I think I got 'em scared,
I think that they scared of me (you scared, ho)
Kickin' in the door,
F#m
I make them bitches hit the floor for keys
B
I think I got 'em scared,
I think that they scared of me (you scared, ho)
I think you bitches scared,
I think that they scared of me (you scared, ho)
F#m
G
I think I got 'em scared,
I think that they scared of me (you scared, ho)
Kickin' in the door,
F#m
I make them bitches hit the floor for keys
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B
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G
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