Featuring Dayton Family




Hahaha



1998



Three 6 Mafia



Hooked Up With The Motherfuckin' Dayton Family



Are Ya'll Ready For Us



Bring The Pain



Bitch Ya'll Ain't Ready For Us



Miphia Style



Flip Time



98



Rollin' Like Dees



Smoke The Trees Bitch




Chorus X2



We Mafia Is It Too Much (We Mafia Mafia Mafia Ya)



Are You Ready For Us (We Mafai Mafia Mafia Ya)




Cause It's The 1990 Triple 6 2000




(Scarecrow)



Mixtures Of Sin And Gin On Sight



Cut The Wings Off An Angel



On Both Sides



I'm Suin'



Huntin'



All Them Suckas



State Your Last Name First



Meyers, Michael



Lord Is Killin'



Three 6 Killin'



What Else Will I Say



Even Children



Probably Don't Give A Fuck If You Are Naughty Or Nice



At Night



Sacrifice



Good Bye, Lights Out




(Juicy J)



Can You Feel Me



Can You Hear Me



Did You Pick The Scene



A Lot Of Fools Done Fucked Around Town



Showed Up In Your Dreams



Standin' In A Hideaway



Inferred, Them Guns Spray



Gotcha Shakin'



Gotcha Nervous



Knowin' Not How To Get Away



Lookin' Out The Window Pane



Cause All Your Gonna Feel Is Pain



In Your Yard I See A Tree



I Also See Your Body Hang



See The Phone



Pick It Up



The Wire That Is Only Cut



I Meant To Pray



Your Still Gonna Die



Too Late Bitch



Your Time Is Up




Chorus X4




(Dayton Family)



What The Fuck You Wanna Do



Be A Victim Of My Homicide



If You Try To Jack



I'll Leave You Dead Head In The G Ride



And Creep Up Out My Vehicle



And Continue My Jack Move



Still Gat Under The Dirt



Now Put It Up In Your Hand



Now Ain't That Smooth



Motherfucker



Snooze Motherfucker



Move Motherfucker



Loose Motherfucker



Put Your Face Down To The Floor



And Don't You Take A Look Up



I Heard About What You Cook Up



See Bitch This Is A Stick Up



I'm Takin' You Off Your Tippy Toes



Take Your Cheese



And Fuck Your Hoes



Givin' You Crack Sacks, Macks Back In Your Cadillacs



Drop Glock In My Draws



Extra Clip Up Under My Balls



My Dick's Like A 44



Fuckin' Up Your Pussy Wall



You Ran Your Lip About Your Grip



And I'm Takin' In On The Stash Box



Your Pockets Are Swoll Hoe



And I'm Lookin' For A Jackpot



I Wear A Mask On My Face



So I Won't Catch A Case



Keepin' It Low Key



Don't Nobody Know Me



I'm Just Like A Snake



When I Creep Through Your Window



So Motherfuck The Cops