Who Got Dem 9's - Three 6 Mafia feat. Project Pat
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Yeah, Juicy J in the house with my nigga Project muthafuckin' Pat
Letting you niggas know about respect, you know what I'm saying?
We gets respect off in these muthafuckin' streets
Yeah, right, gotta have this muthafuckin' respect
Who got dem 9's? (Who got dem 9's?)
Who got dem tech's? (Who got dem tech's?)
Throw your muthafuckin' set to show you know you got respect
Who got dem 9's? (Who got dem 9's?)
Who got dem tech's? (Who got dem tech's?)
Throw your muthafuckin' set to show you know you got respect
Who got dem 9's? (Who got dem 9's?)
Who got dem tech's? (Who got dem tech's?)
Throw your muthafuckin' set to show you know you got respect
Who got dem 9's? (Who got dem 9's?)
Who got dem tech's? (Who got dem tech's?)
Throw your muthafuckin' set, throw your muthafuckin' set
We be creepin' through your hood, making you hoe ass niggas drop
With them doubts somebody heard shots, got you shaking, call the cops
When the cops got on the scene, all they heard was cries and screams
Triple 6 niggas are mean when they blast them triple beams
Seem to me you never learn, so we have to demonstrate
Muthafuck a murder case, shot the bitch off in his face
Face a hoe and be a man, play the game until the end
You was out there claiming killers, so to hell with your friends
Or your foes, I suppose you think I'ma let you live
No love was never shown, so no love's what I give
Getting respect off in the streets, staying real, packing heat
Some don't wanna see me have, always out, tryna creep
On the next, do I flex, with them tech's, let 'em kill
Those with anna on your chest, we gon' make your blood spill
We for real off in this shit, if you jump, we gon' clown
Put a bullet in your head and lay your body in the ground
Who got dem 9's? (Who got dem 9's?)
Who got dem tech's? (Who got dem tech's?)
Throw your muthafuckin' set to show you know you got respect
Who got dem 9's? (Who got dem 9's?)
Who got dem tech's? (Who got dem tech's?)
Throw your muthafuckin' set to show you know you got respect
Who got dem 9's? (Who got dem 9's?)
Who got dem tech's? (Who got dem tech's?)
Throw your muthafuckin' set to show you know you got respect
Who got dem 9's? (Who got dem 9's?)
Who got dem tech's? (Who got dem tech's?)
Throw your muthafuckin' set, throw your muthafuckin' set
It's gangsta, it's gangsta, everybody wanna be a dealer, a killer
Violate and you gon' be a body in lobby
Ghetto life is ghetto past the blasting and asking
For that fucking loot and then I'm dashing, harassing
If you real then you respect a real one, I feel some
Niggas need to have a chat with Nina, the enforcer
187 Soldiers in this mother, I'll smother
Those who think they bolder than no other
A busta gon' lose his fucking life off in this hizzain
I'll bust a gauge right upside your
Head and blow your wizzains to pieces
And if it is your time, your clock'll clock out, so watch out
But raised to be no hoe, I'm taking my Glock out
And muthafuck police cause when it's on, bitch, it's murder
So go and get your tones and your clique and I'ma serve ya
I urge ya don't be looking at my face, dog
Watch the 9, R-E-S-P-E-C-T, oh, you gon' do mine
Who got dem 9's? (Who got dem 9's?)
Who got dem tech's? (Who got dem tech's?)
Throw your muthafuckin' set to show you know you got respect
Who got dem 9's? (Who got dem 9's?)
Who got dem tech's? (Who got dem tech's?)
Throw your muthafuckin' set to show you know you got respect
Who got dem 9's? (Who got dem 9's?)
Who got dem tech's? (Who got dem tech's?)
Throw your muthafuckin' set to show you know you got respect
Who got dem 9's? (Who got dem 9's?)
Who got dem tech's? (Who got dem tech's?)
Throw your muthafuckin' set, throw your muthafuckin' set