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We Be Goin' In
Three 6 Mafia
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We be going in! All you bitches at the spot
Cooking chicken celebration, niggas kick it, try to get it
We be going in! All you bitches with me up all night
Better think we get this fucking paper right
We be going in!
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We be going in, you fucking soft sucka
If you beefing with my nigga, better be a quick ducka
We some motherfuckers, skeleton sinner
G making my ends, my friend, you a beginner
I'm a bread winner, better yet a bread breaker
When I catch your wife alone, I'ma be a money making bitch breaker
Never you do the shit that I do, you niggas ain't A-100 approved
I'ma do me, you will do you, I'ma keep riding these bloody boots
Bitch!
So shut the camera phone, the rapper said on silent mode
Before I blast you in your nuts and make your fucking business known
Power draining down my dome, you the damn Shaquille O'Neal
'Cause I'm 'bout to cut you from your asshole to your camelot
Floating on the glacier, count me for the nigga funky
Ripping off your face like a chimpanzee monkey
Terrorist for errorists, I practice voodoo medicine
I'm the king of horror, quarter ridey, bounty hungry
We be going in! All you bitches at the spot
Cooking chicken celebration, niggas kick it, try to get it
We be going in! All you bitches with me up all night
Better think we get this fucking paper right
We be going in! All you bitches at the spot
Cooking chicken celebration, niggas kick it, try to get it
We be going in! All you bitches with me up all night
Better think we get this fucking paper right
We be going in!
... Five, stick that bitch up in his guts
Hope you stay step close to me and turn the fucking club up
Used to gone in the rage, put them fives in they faces
Real nigga shit, know a miffing nigga don't play
Ready, t-t-t-t, hear the sound of my Tommy gun
Glass bars litter the parking lot, we know we smoke one
Me and DJ Paul crunching back, we going in the
Four little, five little, six triple sixty
Tell the, tell the, tell the club up, nigga tear the club up
I was tearing clubs up since I was just a young buck
Now I'm of the age, I'm tearing up the stage
I'm up fucking wild like I was in a cage
We push it and we shove it like we was in a raid
Now go and fuck it in, okay, okay, okay?
Yeah, I'm going in, so open up the door
Before I kick it in, ain't playing with a hoe, hoe
We be going in! All you bitches at the spot
Cooking chicken celebration, niggas kick it, try to get it
We be going in! All you bitches with me up all night
Better think we get this fucking paper right
We be going in! All you bitches at the spot
Cooking chicken celebration, niggas kick it, try to get it
We be going in! All you bitches with me up all night
Better think we get this fucking paper right
We be going in!
Nigga tear the club up, nigga tear the club up
Nigga tear the club up, nigga tear the club up
Nigga tear the club up, nigga tear the club up
Nigga tear the club up, nigga tear the club up
Nigga tear the club up, nigga tear the club up
Nigga tear the club up, nigga tear the club up
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