Mystic Styles Chords by Three-6 Mafia

Yeah, we figure it bump that smoke that low down part two [Bbm] misty style three six my [B] vendor home we [D] better do this
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_ [Dm] _ [Bb] Looking wow, so I spy devils in me so black and get so bad and bustles
And when [E] I'm only [C] throwing it's my excuse that makes me trip chill enough to kill it
We'll will I kill you flower peel you off the mouth [Dm] is also [Bb] real don't you [D] mother suckers [Bb] laughing wonder what the college shit?
I'm calling mystic [Gm] style stop black style so
[C] Maggots kidding with the click that's known as triple six don't find no limit buster niggas.
We don't love a man
My truck is right stuff.
[Bb] I just run a nigga.
I deliver nigga hollow things.
I got no feelings when I'm killing
Club, that's best
[E] [C] Y'all can make it hoes pay the cost every to your head for the leg y'all can't make you can bet your bottom dollar that
I'm gonna [Bb] get me this under estimate my people but Mac ain't tripping spraying laying skanky bitches to the cameras and
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_ [Dm] _ [Gm] _ [Dm] _ [Bb] Fucking
Whatever you bitches I do with you can't like my pants [E] so I miss this style
[C] I'm creeping up on these hoes with a motherfucking shotgun
A nigga with a nash on these bitches they [D] can't get no
[Bb] Whooping and dumping [Dm] and thumping and dumping [Bb] these bitches with animosity
Peeping and breaking and kicking these niggas cause these [E] hoes ain't fuck with me
[C] Lil Chang at the gate, kickin' ass from the back, front and ass
I'm never looking niggas dry, I'm forever crazy
Bitch spreading out niggas, niggas mad, hoe's taking these niggas ass
Give [Bb] me real bitches, be running and drop a bath
This female drag don't know about
Fuck with me, stop with that shit, I'm [Bb] pulling these fucking [E] niggas from the [C] house
These styles in my head as I smoke on the floor
Your crutches like the demon child has a mean ass [D] tongue
I know [Bb] how to fuck you off, running your mouth with that weak ass shit
You need to keep it close, treat me before you get your wrist split
The [C] counter like the demon knight is what it have to be
Another problem for the folks that hunts our [Dm] mystery
You thought [Bb] I was dead, now it's dead, I just swiped on your ass
Now I'm back with [D] the mask [Bb] and I'm ready to [E] blast
You got to [C] be something this evening, you just a bitch
You're from the big dream, _ [Bb] bitch you living on your cowards
[Bb] Waiting to find out fuckers down, we bitch niggas cut em down
This will mess up in this town, [C] niggas going to make you something
I'm from in the house of torture, stepping up to the coast to beat you
I [Bb] heard that Chang was [Bb] the dame, when they came up to feed on you
I'm [D] poking up on your [Bb] hand, now your life's in danger
[C] Ego does the murder, we're smoking the sephiroth
Ripping up all of your bullshit, I'm rushing to scare you
We're butchering terror, the niggas with [Dm] double that lyrical
Don't [Bb] hesitate, go through that lyrical legacy
Let [Bb] the law inform us, light up the melody
Every nigga that try to compare with the [E] intricacies
Might be able to get a therapy
[C] When you walk through the wilderness, be very quiet
Look in for most might be on stalkers
Suggest you watch out for the woman's chest
Make all the strippers wish that [Dm] they are only for [Bb] hot niggas
You should thank that my brother been down here
He ripped that PC, topping out these miscreants
And sold them my nigga
The woman I deal [E] with, I might be a witch or a [C] devonite
The killer embryo, black miracle from the bloody pacific
Scaring with all to the inner infinity with the [Dm] stylus and stare
[Bb] Deep when we creep, take your last breath
Roll up your tombstone, smoke a [E] blunt of death
[C] And grab the use of leaving funky hoes in terror
And scatter the messy styles of the physics developers
[Bb] Whoever step up to this clique, then you're in
Groove with my heart, flowing straight through your heart
[C] Soon I'll have you getting a chance, we're in here and we will chance
Do not stop doubting my bands, bustas be my stand
Young [Bb] or cold, hard to kill like Murda or Al Capone
Strong in styles and battle, wins ain't quick to break your bones
But you're [C] not 1995, I caused the earlier death
You're walking triple sticks, piece of poop, watch your step
We [Bb] all about making it cheese, we gotta stay straight man
Robbing the work in these hoes, soon it ain't no time
I [E] even got virgins [C] serving for me in some other nations
It was so hard that I got locked down for some tax evasion
[Bb] Closing these is all I ever had, the pleasure to meet
A rusty ass take nine on me, get your knee
I'm [E] trying to keep from [C] blasting off my motherfucking balls
Battle one in the chamber of the Glock, I got all my draws
I [Bb] got my cap to the side, watch my fucking back
My dope's across the street like grass when I'm sweating the [Em] track
Satan worshipper, [C] what the fuck up in my profile
Read my file, I've been a mean child for a while
With an agnostic [Bb] style, all year like [Bb] this for the 9-5
Just like last year, you can't fuck with [Eb] us, [E] [C] Fiatch!
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_ [E] [C] Hoes
You got some more in this motherfucker, you know what I'm saying
Kicking these satanic verses, I'm out, hoe _
_ [Bb] Listen and chat up in this motherfucker, tell all these hoes
Take that add on, [Gm] put a flow on that Shit
[Em] Cause nigga, I'm on [C] drugs with that evil shit
[Em] Damn DJ Pyle up in this motherfucker, the killer man
Propping [Bb] and taming this hoe
Lord have mercy, scarecrow in this motherfucker, the mystical one nigga
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