Smoked Out, Loced Out

(feat. K-Rock, The Kaze, Three 6 Mafia)

[Chorus x3]

Smoked out, loced out

Loced out lo-loced out loced out

(Triple ss triple six mafia mafia)

Niggga but you know but you can't

Rob the power hey,

************* with posse

Mother******* don't them

Scared, ************* a man wtih the glock

Make 'em drop it

Damn fool what's this (trip-triple six mafia mafia)

Step it to the cut

Just smokin' and smokin'

See me locin' it and chokin' it

Puff puff puff

When the po pos come again

Buck buck buck buck (triple ss triple six mafia mafia...)

Now I was killin' a ride

With a double them *************s

They got te mother******* strippin' with a knee

Look through my face

[?????]

************* a dead bed

Two shots to the head

Now the ************* dead

I'm bout' five the high

Mother*******s is smoked out and loced dead

Even the ************* without and let it flow to the bread

Better roll to the dead

Scarecrow's the face

Dedicated thugsta syle

Cause when gone bare

Smokin' deep free

The little infamous's car taken in heaat

Gettin' me hype

On a little bitty pipe lee

Fool you better watch your *************t

Comin' up and make quick

Lke ya up to somethin'

What squirm could of made me jog

In my world where three to the rock chess chess

Unless the rock

All across this day I wsaw the afterbird comin' out the mirror

And ever since today I've been wanting

To put a mother*******s slip and have some ************* earlow

It's weird though, It's weird though

No houses's there is no tomorrow

Here comes the Lord Infamous

How ever I bet you nigros all go back

Sianara

I'm so high

I want to die

Ain't no reason why

Why ain't no ******' alaby

I be wonderin' why

Why do I roll so many blunts

Do I blow them three six stump

Do she catch me before I jump

Jump off of the ocean side

Ocean side call it suicide

Suicide is no ******' crimes in the devil's eye

It's black

Black in this mther******' *************

Don't say bout' them mother******g mafia six

I'll get ya somoked out loced out

Staying on top *************t

Don't playa hate congradulate me

Give me my props *************, ugh

No top notch

*************s I'm scopin' so you can't stop

The prophet posse

Thw whole damn click strapped with somethin' cop

Don't think i would have sympathy for *************t I said or did

I'm daddy's litle girl

That they call up in the wrong *************

So listen to my words of wisdom

This *************t is so so real

More real of a *************

Call em' the stronger the nut will

When you hear the word Triple six

You get sick

Casue you know it's many in a click

Strap that *************

When the halopoints touch your skin

Then it rips

Travel through your body then your friend

Yo it's split

Made you bust and know them out then play

When we spray

So what's best that you stay outta our way

Or decay

Lie in your coffin in your grave

Is where lay instead of walkin' round' and like your paid

Now let us pray

Loced out smoke out

Where them killas hangin hoe

Get down south in the ghetto where we slangin' ****

Lyrics do you fear it when you hear it

Enter in your head

Hypnotizing young mother*******s

Leavin' others dead

Scared from the sight

But the two breack check back on the breeze

It's my *************s that I'm tryin' to reach

Locked in their pin

Who would never see them streets again

All but the ight dollars

All ************* them divadends

[Mafia x4]

[Chorus #2 x3]

Triple ss triple six [Mafia x4]

Loced out smoked out

Triple six up in your crib

When your kickin' that ass

Then we take and let main bame

Layin' on the fall

Purrin' the drank and I ************* all with that *******

You really don't want nothin' better cease

Puttin' everything down with the *************t

But I promise to got

If a ************* try to test me fit don't work with this click

************* get more work to the to the gut

Three six with a 40 cal with a pop

We talk about you that ************* who that casue I pull that shoot at who

Cares

Pat blast on that ass on the tainted glass

Raw gottta move with raw

But we on his ass

************* stop me on the chair

When we get to the p-h-z

Don't let no ************* pass

Mafia, mafia

Loced out smoked out, loced out, lo-loced out, loced out

Triple ss triple six mafia mafia

Smoked out smoked out, loced out lo-loced loced out

Triple ss triple sic mafia mafia

Loced out smoked out, loced lo-loced out loced out

[Repeat till fade]