Judgement Night lyrics

by

Three 6 Mafia


[Intro]
"You broke rule number one:
Do not, do not, do not, do not, steal, from me"
"Come on, man. - all you had to do was"
"Rule, rule, rule, rule, rule number two: No witnesses"
"You broke rule number one:
Do not, do not, do not, do not, steal, from me"
"Come on, man. - all you had to do was"
"Rule, rule, rule, rule, rule number two: No witnesses"
"You broke rule number one:
Do not, do not, do not, do not, steal, from me"
"Come on, man. - all you had to do was"
"Rule, rule, rule, rule, rule number two: No witnesses"
"You broke rule number one:
Do not, do not, do not, do not, steal, from me"
"Come on, man. - all you had to do was"
"Rule, rule, rule, rule, rule number two: No witnesses"

[Verse 1]
Kick them b*tches out my business
Trick Lil Koop has something for 'em
A motherf*cking, a n*gga knock with the warrant
I'm knowin' I gotta touch 'em, knowin' I gotta buck 'em dead
Lil bumpin' b*tches creds got me runnin' from the f*cking feds
Kickin' with the clizzick, trick all years still been on them slabs
They said that Koop ain't comin' clean, mane I be damned
Buck 'em down
Yo clown just gain some inches 'fore you get sprayed
Scandalous is the killa pimpin' Koopsta Knicca
Clickin' with the motherf*ckin' twelve gauge
I made 'em face the grave and laid that sh*t like down my nig
I hit 'em real quick and counted up my dividends
The devil's in me, got me sinnin', n*gga why you grinnin'?
There's no forgiveness, tell me should I let you keep on livin'?
Grab me a four, kicked in them doors like the night before
Mane hit them floors or be a ugly lookin' in the morgue
Body sore, broken skull, hoe I take yo life
Six thousand six six six - Celsius of a judgement night
[Hook]
"You broke rule number one:
Do not, do not, do not, do not, steal, from me"
"Come on, man. - all you had to do was"
"Rule, rule, rule, rule, rule number two: No witnesses"
"You broke rule number one:
Do not, do not, do not, do not, steal, from me"
"Come on, man. - all you had to do was"
"Rule, rule, rule, rule, rule number two: No witnesses"

[Verse 2]
I got a knock on my door man, who is it b*tch?
Is it my n*ggas from the motherf*ckin' Triple Six?
Get out my head, I'm scared, lil soon you might be dead
Don't make me put you in dread inside a homestead
Tonight's the night to make a pimp-tight fright night
We cut them bodies in chunks, done by a butcher knife
I buck 'em dead on a double cause I don't need no trouble
Mane, what the f*cks a muscle to a damn bodies hustle?
My Glock goes pop and pop and make them n*ggas drop
Come take a ride to my motherf*ckin' stash spot

[Interlude: DJ Paul]
Ahh yeah the Koopsta Knicca in this motherf*cker
For all you raggedy ass hoes
For all you motherf*ckin' only di*k ass n*ggas
We motherf*ckin' Prophet Posse
For all you motherf*ckin' b*tches
That's on our motherf*ckin' sh*t
Y'all know what time it is
Triple 6, Triple 6, Triple 6 n*ggas!
[Hook]
"You broke rule number one:
Do not, do not, do not, do not, steal, from me"
"Come on, man. - all you had to do was"
"Rule, rule, rule, rule, rule number two: No witnesses"
"You broke rule number one:
Do not, do not, do not, do not, steal, from me"
"Come on, man. - all you had to do was"
"Rule, rule, rule, rule, rule number two: No witnesses"
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