Gotcha Shakin' Lyrics
| Song | Gotcha Shakin' |
| Artist | Three 6 Mafia |
| Album | Da End |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| -yeah, you ****** punk, i'm finna take ya mutha****** beat and go | |
| Nationwide with it, *******. don't ever bite the mutha****** ******* that | |
| Feeds you. | |
| Triple ****** 6 in ya face gotcha shakin just my- | |
| Triple ****** 6 in ya face gotcha shakin just my- | |
| Triple ****** 6 in ya face gotcha shakin just my- | |
| Triple ****** 6 in ya face gotcha shakin just my- | |
| Triple ****** 6 in ya face gotcha shakin just my- | |
| Triple ****** 6 in ya face gotcha shakin just my- | |
| Triple ****** 6 in ya face gotcha shakin just my | |
| Thugs from pro-prophet the posse i'll give em a reason to duck | |
| [gangsta boo] | |
| What's up to my gangsta ******* chargin *******s | |
| All up out they profits | |
| What's up to my *******s slangin **** or dodgin crooked coppas | |
| Yes this crazy lady all up out it for the n-zine 6 | |
| How the ******* you think i love you boy when i'm a playa, dig | |
| All that *******t i'm sayin, i'm not playin, ******* you slaw ass boys | |
| Actions speakin louder than my words, but you still makin noise | |
| *******, let me tell ya ho you ****** up with the wrong click | |
| Turn yo volume up and listen closely to this gansta ******* | |
| While you out there fackin on them jacks man we comin up | |
| Smokin on them sweets filled with ink, gettin real buck | |
| Talkin all that *******t, moviemaker i must say you are | |
| Nationwide, *******t, on yo ass, ho we movin far | |
| Not buyin that *******t, prophet posse, triple ****** 6 | |
| Smilin, clownin, upside down and frownin back up out our *******t | |
| Mrs. lady gangsta boo just had to let you know | |
| Closin up the chapter, trick that's after, ******* that's all she wrote | |
| Chorus (4x): triple triple ****** 6 in ya face gotcha shakin | |
| Just my thugs from pro-prophet the posse | |
| I'll give em a reason to duck | |
| [juicy j] | |
| These *******s be playa hatin and runnin they ****** mouth | |
| Then get in the studio and that's all they rap about | |
| We totin them ya'll thangs, you smokin that ******* | |
| I heard you do primos *******, you can't fool the juiceman | |
| I'm blowin these port *******s, and snowball, ?ac air? | |
| Ridin, click on you hoes, while you walk with nappy hair | |
| Keep runnin yo mouth my nig, we constantly gettin rich | |
| And after you hear this i bet you will ride it, *******! | |
| [lord infamous] | |
| Look at the mess that my floss start to make | |
| Bullets are bouncin all over the place | |
| Bodies start fallin upon to the floor | |
| Everyone's tryin to file out the door | |
| What did you ******* with the triple 6 for? | |
| Knowin we blessed with no prisoners of war | |
| Me fill a slug behind yo earlobe, duck me leave you plugged | |
| Me leave you suffocating soakin in yo ****** blood | |
| Scarecrow, buckin bastards, back up of me | |
| Knock off your dust, stop puffing on my bud | |
| You got castrated cause you got no nuts, ho | |
| Chorus (4x) | |
| [d.j. paul] | |
| It's gon be another deadly night more violent, more silent | |
| As we stroll this ******* mo got down, my infrared got em on the roll | |
| Owens, burbans clean as *******, smile as i roll down the street | |
| Yo lyric was weak as *******, so ho i just stole yo beat | |
| Crunchy man i been thinkin man i know what we got right here | |
| A ******* that shoot, a ******* that lately get his name out there | |
| ******* man these ******* weaker than water, black, | |
| He need to stay the ******* up outta my hood or chris and i'll find pat | |
| I'm gettin low down and dirty with my 30-30 | |
| Just like you'll never be in rolls, be a hook, with my nose | |
| Dirty blastin that infrared at yo ass, ain't you scared ho, tangaray | |
| Mad dog, and i'm full of blow | |
| Man never will you set our bodies in the same clothes, oh, ******* | |
| Never will you ride the same rides i done rode | |
| Just lookin at ya, i plan to tell ya you broke as ******* | |
| Triple ****** 6, givin yo ass a reason to duck ******* | |
| Chorus (4x) | |
| [d.j. paul, gangsta boo, juicy j] | |
| -yeah, *******, ya'll know what time it is, 3-6 mutha****** mafia in this | |
| Ho, you mutha****** ******* ass boy, you'll never ride the mutha****** | |
| Rides we done rode, *******, on gold thangs, ho, you know what i'm sayin, | |
| You ain't never gon wear versace like a ******* or drink cristale like a | |
| ******* you muthackin, muthackin malt liquor drinkin ass ******* | |
| -you is a weak as *******, why you talk all that *******t, *******t talkin | |
| Mutha*******a, moviemakin, actor, character ass, ******* ass, weak ass, trick | |
| Nappy hair ass boy | |
| -you boodie eatin mutha*******a, ******* suckin ass lickin, ******* lickin | |
| -*******, *******, ******* you's a payless ass *******, ******* | |
| -punk ass, ho, you can't claim funkytown- | |
| -we mutha****** nationwide, *******, you better ask somebody bout it ho, | |
| Billboard bound, ho, prophet town bound, ******* | |
| -******* ain't got no money, you broke ass... | |
| -you mutha****** $2 ass *******, i break ya down to $1.50 mutha****** ho | |
| -you primo smokin mutha******* | |
| -you mutha****** *******, you milkshake ass nugga, i'm stirrin you up ho | |
| -i heard you had aids you weak mutha*******a | |
| -you sissy mutha*******a straight ******* goin dirty ass round ho, ho,ho, ******* | |
| All these hoes | |
| -wooooooooo! | |
| -yessir! 3 mutha****** 6, ******* | |
| -prophet posse the posse *******! prophet posse the posse *******! | |
| -woo wooooooooo! | |
| -prophet posse the posse, *******! | |
| -hey, yessir! | |
| -prophet posse the posse *******! |
| yeah, you punk, i' m finna take ya mutha beat and go | |
| Nationwide with it, . don' t ever bite the mutha that | |
| Feeds you. | |
| Triple 6 in ya face gotcha shakin just my | |
| Triple 6 in ya face gotcha shakin just my | |
| Triple 6 in ya face gotcha shakin just my | |
| Triple 6 in ya face gotcha shakin just my | |
| Triple 6 in ya face gotcha shakin just my | |
| Triple 6 in ya face gotcha shakin just my | |
| Triple 6 in ya face gotcha shakin just my | |
| Thugs from proprophet the posse i' ll give em a reason to duck | |
| gangsta boo | |
| What' s up to my gangsta chargin s | |
| All up out they profits | |
| What' s up to my s slangin or dodgin crooked coppas | |
| Yes this crazy lady all up out it for the nzine 6 | |
| How the you think i love you boy when i' m a playa, dig | |
| All that t i' m sayin, i' m not playin, you slaw ass boys | |
| Actions speakin louder than my words, but you still makin noise | |
| , let me tell ya ho you up with the wrong click | |
| Turn yo volume up and listen closely to this gansta | |
| While you out there fackin on them jacks man we comin up | |
| Smokin on them sweets filled with ink, gettin real buck | |
| Talkin all that t, moviemaker i must say you are | |
| Nationwide, t, on yo ass, ho we movin far | |
| Not buyin that t, prophet posse, triple 6 | |
| Smilin, clownin, upside down and frownin back up out our t | |
| Mrs. lady gangsta boo just had to let you know | |
| Closin up the chapter, trick that' s after, that' s all she wrote | |
| Chorus 4x: triple triple 6 in ya face gotcha shakin | |
| Just my thugs from proprophet the posse | |
| I' ll give em a reason to duck | |
| juicy j | |
| These s be playa hatin and runnin they mouth | |
| Then get in the studio and that' s all they rap about | |
| We totin them ya' ll thangs, you smokin that | |
| I heard you do primos , you can' t fool the juiceman | |
| I' m blowin these port s, and snowball, ? ac air? | |
| Ridin, click on you hoes, while you walk with nappy hair | |
| Keep runnin yo mouth my nig, we constantly gettin rich | |
| And after you hear this i bet you will ride it, ! | |
| lord infamous | |
| Look at the mess that my floss start to make | |
| Bullets are bouncin all over the place | |
| Bodies start fallin upon to the floor | |
| Everyone' s tryin to file out the door | |
| What did you with the triple 6 for? | |
| Knowin we blessed with no prisoners of war | |
| Me fill a slug behind yo earlobe, duck me leave you plugged | |
| Me leave you suffocating soakin in yo blood | |
| Scarecrow, buckin bastards, back up of me | |
| Knock off your dust, stop puffing on my bud | |
| You got castrated cause you got no nuts, ho | |
| Chorus 4x | |
| d. j. paul | |
| It' s gon be another deadly night more violent, more silent | |
| As we stroll this mo got down, my infrared got em on the roll | |
| Owens, burbans clean as , smile as i roll down the street | |
| Yo lyric was weak as , so ho i just stole yo beat | |
| Crunchy man i been thinkin man i know what we got right here | |
| A that shoot, a that lately get his name out there | |
| man these weaker than water, black, | |
| He need to stay the up outta my hood or chris and i' ll find pat | |
| I' m gettin low down and dirty with my 3030 | |
| Just like you' ll never be in rolls, be a hook, with my nose | |
| Dirty blastin that infrared at yo ass, ain' t you scared ho, tangaray | |
| Mad dog, and i' m full of blow | |
| Man never will you set our bodies in the same clothes, oh, | |
| Never will you ride the same rides i done rode | |
| Just lookin at ya, i plan to tell ya you broke as | |
| Triple 6, givin yo ass a reason to duck | |
| Chorus 4x | |
| d. j. paul, gangsta boo, juicy j | |
| yeah, , ya' ll know what time it is, 36 mutha mafia in this | |
| Ho, you mutha ass boy, you' ll never ride the mutha | |
| Rides we done rode, , on gold thangs, ho, you know what i' m sayin, | |
| You ain' t never gon wear versace like a or drink cristale like a | |
| you muthackin, muthackin malt liquor drinkin ass | |
| you is a weak as , why you talk all that t, t talkin | |
| Mutha a, moviemakin, actor, character ass, ass, weak ass, trick | |
| Nappy hair ass boy | |
| you boodie eatin mutha a, suckin ass lickin, lickin | |
| , , you' s a payless ass , | |
| punk ass, ho, you can' t claim funkytown | |
| we mutha nationwide, , you better ask somebody bout it ho, | |
| Billboard bound, ho, prophet town bound, | |
| ain' t got no money, you broke ass... | |
| you mutha 2 ass , i break ya down to 1. 50 mutha ho | |
| you primo smokin mutha | |
| you mutha , you milkshake ass nugga, i' m stirrin you up ho | |
| i heard you had aids you weak mutha a | |
| you sissy mutha a straight goin dirty ass round ho, ho, ho, | |
| All these hoes | |
| wooooooooo! | |
| yessir! 3 mutha 6, | |
| prophet posse the posse ! prophet posse the posse ! | |
| woo wooooooooo! | |
| prophet posse the posse, ! | |
| hey, yessir! | |
| prophet posse the posse ! |
| yeah, you punk, i' m finna take ya mutha beat and go | |
| Nationwide with it, . don' t ever bite the mutha that | |
| Feeds you. | |
| Triple 6 in ya face gotcha shakin just my | |
| Triple 6 in ya face gotcha shakin just my | |
| Triple 6 in ya face gotcha shakin just my | |
| Triple 6 in ya face gotcha shakin just my | |
| Triple 6 in ya face gotcha shakin just my | |
| Triple 6 in ya face gotcha shakin just my | |
| Triple 6 in ya face gotcha shakin just my | |
| Thugs from proprophet the posse i' ll give em a reason to duck | |
| gangsta boo | |
| What' s up to my gangsta chargin s | |
| All up out they profits | |
| What' s up to my s slangin or dodgin crooked coppas | |
| Yes this crazy lady all up out it for the nzine 6 | |
| How the you think i love you boy when i' m a playa, dig | |
| All that t i' m sayin, i' m not playin, you slaw ass boys | |
| Actions speakin louder than my words, but you still makin noise | |
| , let me tell ya ho you up with the wrong click | |
| Turn yo volume up and listen closely to this gansta | |
| While you out there fackin on them jacks man we comin up | |
| Smokin on them sweets filled with ink, gettin real buck | |
| Talkin all that t, moviemaker i must say you are | |
| Nationwide, t, on yo ass, ho we movin far | |
| Not buyin that t, prophet posse, triple 6 | |
| Smilin, clownin, upside down and frownin back up out our t | |
| Mrs. lady gangsta boo just had to let you know | |
| Closin up the chapter, trick that' s after, that' s all she wrote | |
| Chorus 4x: triple triple 6 in ya face gotcha shakin | |
| Just my thugs from proprophet the posse | |
| I' ll give em a reason to duck | |
| juicy j | |
| These s be playa hatin and runnin they mouth | |
| Then get in the studio and that' s all they rap about | |
| We totin them ya' ll thangs, you smokin that | |
| I heard you do primos , you can' t fool the juiceman | |
| I' m blowin these port s, and snowball, ? ac air? | |
| Ridin, click on you hoes, while you walk with nappy hair | |
| Keep runnin yo mouth my nig, we constantly gettin rich | |
| And after you hear this i bet you will ride it, ! | |
| lord infamous | |
| Look at the mess that my floss start to make | |
| Bullets are bouncin all over the place | |
| Bodies start fallin upon to the floor | |
| Everyone' s tryin to file out the door | |
| What did you with the triple 6 for? | |
| Knowin we blessed with no prisoners of war | |
| Me fill a slug behind yo earlobe, duck me leave you plugged | |
| Me leave you suffocating soakin in yo blood | |
| Scarecrow, buckin bastards, back up of me | |
| Knock off your dust, stop puffing on my bud | |
| You got castrated cause you got no nuts, ho | |
| Chorus 4x | |
| d. j. paul | |
| It' s gon be another deadly night more violent, more silent | |
| As we stroll this mo got down, my infrared got em on the roll | |
| Owens, burbans clean as , smile as i roll down the street | |
| Yo lyric was weak as , so ho i just stole yo beat | |
| Crunchy man i been thinkin man i know what we got right here | |
| A that shoot, a that lately get his name out there | |
| man these weaker than water, black, | |
| He need to stay the up outta my hood or chris and i' ll find pat | |
| I' m gettin low down and dirty with my 3030 | |
| Just like you' ll never be in rolls, be a hook, with my nose | |
| Dirty blastin that infrared at yo ass, ain' t you scared ho, tangaray | |
| Mad dog, and i' m full of blow | |
| Man never will you set our bodies in the same clothes, oh, | |
| Never will you ride the same rides i done rode | |
| Just lookin at ya, i plan to tell ya you broke as | |
| Triple 6, givin yo ass a reason to duck | |
| Chorus 4x | |
| d. j. paul, gangsta boo, juicy j | |
| yeah, , ya' ll know what time it is, 36 mutha mafia in this | |
| Ho, you mutha ass boy, you' ll never ride the mutha | |
| Rides we done rode, , on gold thangs, ho, you know what i' m sayin, | |
| You ain' t never gon wear versace like a or drink cristale like a | |
| you muthackin, muthackin malt liquor drinkin ass | |
| you is a weak as , why you talk all that t, t talkin | |
| Mutha a, moviemakin, actor, character ass, ass, weak ass, trick | |
| Nappy hair ass boy | |
| you boodie eatin mutha a, suckin ass lickin, lickin | |
| , , you' s a payless ass , | |
| punk ass, ho, you can' t claim funkytown | |
| we mutha nationwide, , you better ask somebody bout it ho, | |
| Billboard bound, ho, prophet town bound, | |
| ain' t got no money, you broke ass... | |
| you mutha 2 ass , i break ya down to 1. 50 mutha ho | |
| you primo smokin mutha | |
| you mutha , you milkshake ass nugga, i' m stirrin you up ho | |
| i heard you had aids you weak mutha a | |
| you sissy mutha a straight goin dirty ass round ho, ho, ho, | |
| All these hoes | |
| wooooooooo! | |
| yessir! 3 mutha 6, | |
| prophet posse the posse ! prophet posse the posse ! | |
| woo wooooooooo! | |
| prophet posse the posse, ! | |
| hey, yessir! | |
| prophet posse the posse ! |
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