Don't Violate

(álbum: Most Known Unknown - 2005)

("How many, how many talk that shit")
Three 6 Mafia
Frayser Boy
Yeah, yeah it's going down
You know what I'm sayin'?
A lot of times we use the word bitch
That goes for niggas and hoes
Whoever violate, getting faced wit' that bullshit
Here's what you do

[DJ Paul (Juicy J):]
Put your foot up they ass (what) foot up they ass (what)
If these bitches acting bad put your foot up they ass (yep)
Put your foot up they ass (what) foot up they ass (what)
If these bitches acting bad put your foot up they ass (yep)
And tell that ho (Don't violate me ho, don't violate)
And tell that ho (Don't violate me ho, don't violate)
And tell that ho (Don't violate me ho, don't violate)
And tell that ho (Don't violate me ho, don't violate)

[DJ Paul:]
Now niggas man they try to copy the Three 6 but they too sloppy
You boys is fakers, nothing but carbon copies
When we step up in the club, niggas they play dead
Cause of raps and all that bullshit that they said
It ain't nothin behind your mugs but some motherfucking hugs
Y'all niggas nicer than grandmas and fucking ladybugs
Yall haters shaking like booties up in a strip club
I'll cut your head off like Al Queda in this bitch WHAT!

[Juicy J:]
I ain't playing wit' you niggas
I'll put my hands on you niggas
My foot will stand on you niggas
I thought you knew we pull triggers
So why you testing me bitches
You must be trying to get stitches
All on your forehead, you're cold dead
For fucking wit' pimping
I'll take the back of a gun
Hit you, you starting to run
Split you wit' two fucking halves
You mad running your tongue
I ain't no ho that be liking
Busting and fighting and biting
I'm like a Tennessee Titan
Tackling and bringing the lightning bitch!

[DJ Paul (Juicy J):]
Put your foot up they ass (what) foot up they ass (what)
If these bitches acting bad put your foot up they ass (yep)
Put your foot up they ass (what) foot up they ass (what)
If these bitches acting bad put your foot up they ass (yep)
And tell that ho (Don't violate me ho, don't violate)
And tell that ho (Don't violate me ho, don't violate)
And tell that ho (Don't violate me ho, don't violate)
And tell that ho (Don't violate me ho, don't violate)

[Crunchy Black:]
See I'm quick wit' the pistols
Shooting, ain't missing
If I catch you slipping then I'm going to get you mister
I ain't gon' miss ya
I'mma go and split ya
No evidence, witnesses, no pictures
Talk that shit bro
Told you I'mma get ya
Hit you in the head wit' the tip of the pistol
Yea' I do it big, shit I'm playing wit' your sister
Like eskimos, leave you froze in a blizzard

[Frayser Boy:]
Pick his ass up, drop him off on his last breath
Fucking wit' the hypnotize, you gon' have a fast death
Real niggas, yeah we is, you can come and find out
Frizzle's on that bay, I can show you what my mind 'bout
Three 6 got me on now I got to keep a tone
Cause they haters now my haters, if we have to beef it's on
Most of y'all been hoes, Frayser Boy's ten toed
Leave his ass in the past nigga like Nintendo, whoa

[DJ Paul (Juicy J):]
Put your foot up they ass (what) foot up they ass (what)
If these bitches acting bad put your foot up they ass (yep)
Put your foot up they ass (what) foot up they ass (what)
If these bitches acting bad put your foot up they ass (yep)
And tell that ho (Don't violate me ho, don't violate)
And tell that ho (Don't violate me ho, don't violate)
And tell that ho (Don't violate me ho, don't violate)
And tell that ho (Don't violate me ho, don't violate)