Triple Six lyrics
by Baker Ya Maker
[Intro: Baker]
Six, six and we gods in this b*tch
Alright
[Verse 1: Baker]
I got a ski mask on my skull
b*tch i'm out here killin' hoes
Pullin' the chamber
My thoughts are in vain
They never show love
I show no restraint
Your my hoe, suck my toes, switchin in the sh*t with the stock of the rifle
Keep the knife close to [?]
Motherf*ckers try to get f*ckin tryna be a rival
Woah bro, you didn't know, I'm the white boy from the south
[?] in my lips get f*cked in the trunk as the smoke pours out
Dirty mother-f*cka no good peice of sh*t
Tread through the dark am I making the spark it's the Phoenix [?] the start
Hoe, i run this sh*t
Step in to me equals punishment
f*ck what you sayin' your consequence is to be buried under the dungeon b*tch
Killer sh*t
Triple six
Smocked out, loced out
[?]
Pitch black dark in the shadows i walk
Creep on curb lookin serious like [?]
[Verse 2: Ramirez]
Straight from the black abyss
I'm loosin' my mind
And i'm starting to twitch
I smoke on this dro
Poppin' these pills
Not givin' a f*ck
So f*ck how you feel?
Creep in the darkness of night
I'm clutchin' this tec and i'm pimpin' it tight
You steppin' in shadows, you beggin' for life
Pray to the gods cause this your last ride
Undertaker, meet'cha maker
The unholy guys Ramirez and Baker
Wearin that mask we gunnin for blood
Six double six and you know what's up
Blowin' smoke to wide a ghost
Creep in the middle with a knight and a rope
Torch in my hand strangle your throat
Disappear [?] the f*cking ghost