Luyện nghe bài hát Just Like Us

Yeah, run bitch, run hoe, ya nice
Y'all jealous ass
You know what I'ma call y'all? Some niggas
'Cuz y'all of us, bitch

Every motherfucker in our ridin' clean, nigga
Y'all know the score
And this one here is dedicated to you
It's dedicated to you,

They wanna dress like, wanna sound
Wanna be like, ride like, get high like, make like
The motherfuckin' Three 6, bitch you got a wit 'em?
The motherfuckin' 6, hoe you got a problem wit 'em?

I'm from the part of Tennessee SPV
Spray Pesty Varments, ya busta boy
I beat 'em, blow 'em up outta his
Punk ass niggas be tryin' ta
A light up me, like some ornaments

Don't make me the case
That's fulla the and hand ya [unverified]
Bitch ya killin' me, besta be some porridge
You got courage, punk motherfucker
Don't make me go get that Uzi up under the storage
Bitches, bloody Satan [unverified]
Armageddon soldiers comin' to

You trying to be me, you can't be like me
It's hard ta be me, them stunts on TV, G
You see me, hustlin', my muscle-in
Puttin' my 2 where it can be trusted-n

You musta been a fool
Thinkin' you could my shoes, damn fool
I a mile, I hauked 'em down
I understand now, why everybody don't frown

They wanna dress like, wanna like
Wanna be like, ride like, get like, make cheese like
The motherfuckin' Three 6, you got a problem wit 'em?
The Three 6, hoe you got a problem wit 'em?

They dress like, wanna sound like
Wanna be like, ride like, get high like, cheese like
The motherfuckin' Three 6, bitch you got a wit 'em?
The Three 6, hoe you got a problem wit 'em?

1 thousand, your kid kidnapped and fucked in the
2 G's, wife never seen again but nothin' to brag
3 thousand, car blown up, burnt to the ground
4 G's, run up in ya weak ass show, off rounds

5 thousand, best friend found naked and
6 G's, yo broke ass barried alive 'cuz yo ass
7 G's, he ain't even workin', I a nigga myself, dead
Catch 'em in tha haven put hot up in his head

I'm from the junt
(Junt)
was a punk
(Punk)
North bound bitch
Buck ass and crunk
(Crunk)

You catch me deep
(Deep)
On your fuckin'
(Street)
Buckin' wit the
Sweep you off yo
(Feet)

Drankin' on liquor
(Liquor)
wit my niggas
(Niggas)
Hangin' on the
Wit a fuckin' pistol
(Pistol)

up to me hoe
(Hoe)
When you on blow
(Blow)
I'ma, you hit tha flo
(Pop, pop, pop, pop, flo)

They dress like, wanna sound like
Wanna be like, ride like, get high like, make cheese
The motherfuckin' 6, bitch you got a problem wit 'em?
The motherfuckin' Three 6, hoe you got a problem wit

wanna dress like, wanna sound like
Wanna be like, ride like, get high like, make like
The Three 6, bitch you got a problem wit 'em?
The Three 6, hoe you got a problem wit 'em?

Ahh, please don't the wrist or steel this
Waitin' for she tell, pop, style mystic
Pimp shit, hits never miss red
you a miss, when I spray the AK

Plus I flex-a hella gay, will you a boy?
Ever a boy, always had black toy
So we ain't out, no punk, I'm knockin' out y'all
body, froze, [unverified]

Well, all them hoes that used to be down me
I signed a deal, some money
Now you bitches downin' me? Bitches tryin' ta at me
Or am I dreamin' the motherfuckers be me?

Why you tryin' ta be like me? You as a wanna-be
You ghetto hoes, you to read up on this Gangsta Boo
'Cuz you might find a tip, bitch, can help you
I'm a down chick, be wantin' ta crown chick
around chick, whenever, however, it's goin' down, bitch

They wanna like, wanna sound like
Wanna be like, ride like, get like, make cheese like
The motherfuckin' 6, bitch you got a problem wit 'em?
The motherfuckin' Three 6, hoe you got a problem wit

They wanna like, wanna sound like
Wanna be like, like, get high like, make cheese like
The motherfuckin' Three 6, bitch you got a wit 'em?
The motherfuckin' Three 6, hoe you got a problem wit