Chords for Three 6 Mafia - Mystic Stylez

[B] Oh, yeah, we figure it bump that smoke that low down part to Mr.
Stout three six my vendor home.
We better do this
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_ _ [Dm] [Gm] Looking wow, [D] so I spy [Bb] devil's in me so black and get so bad
But so sad and when I'm only [C] blowing my kids and make me trip chill enough to kill it
We'll we like you you flower peel you off the mouth is also [Dm] real.
Don't you [Bb] mother fucker?
I've been wonder what the college shit
Mr. Stout
[Gm] [C] Maggots kidding with the click that's known as triple six don't find no limit bust a nigga
We don't love a man my truck is my [D] stuff from suckers [Bb] run.
They make a I deliver nigga
I love things and get no feelings when I'm [Dm] killing club is [Bb] best
Oh, [C] I call with a phone y'all can make it hoes pay the cost if a red to your head for the layoff
You might even better bottom dollar that I'm [Dm] still getting me this [Bb] under estimate my paper for Mac and trip is praying
Lance can't you beat it to the cameras and books can I [Em] manage?
I'm [C] something to do donations
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It's
[D] You really be [Bb] running that knife up fast
This female they don't know about
Fuck with you talking that shit I'm [D] putting you
Fucking [Bb] niggas on the [C] house
Metal sounds in my head as I smoke on the floor
Your crux is like the demon child has a mean ass son
I [Dm] had to fuck you [Bb] off, running your mouth with that weak ass shit
You need to keep it close, treat before you get your wish lit
The [E] candlelight, the [C] demon night is what it have to be
Another problem for the folks that aren't so mystery
You [D] thought I was dead, [Bb] now it's here, I just waked on your waves
And now I'm back with the man and I'm ready to blaze
[E] I'm trying to do something [C] this evening
Bitches don't do this
Ripping that pinky drip
Everyday with my snitches and my son
[Dm] You're too heavy [Bb] now your cowboys [Dm] bring the crowd
[Gm] Fuck this town, reaping steam, spilling down
Bitch we'll mess up in this town
[Em] Your life is [C] bound to break, it's something I forget
The house of torture, stepping up to the ghost of me
They're waking way too hard
[Dm] I read [Bb] the chambers, that dang when they came up
To feel your soul, deliver your [Dm] anger, now your [E] life's in danger
Even for [C] those that murder us, vocal is infamous
Ripping off all of your bullshit, I'm forced to describe it
With butcher and terror, the biggest word ever
The lyrical [D] darkness, they go through the [Bb] lyrical legacy
[Dm] Let the law be formed, let's [Bb] light up the melody
Every nigger that try to compare with each [D] other
Says mommy, you [E] won't get no therapy
[C] When you're under the weather, let's be very quiet
Law be formed, I'm smart, I suggest you watch out
For the one who tries to make a description, once I lay your honor upon
[Dm] So [Bb] that's it my brother, been done it here with MPC
Talking about these miscreants, it's all that broad nigga
You don't wanna cop deal [Dm] with the mafia, [E] we'll chop you to heaven
[C] The killer emperor, your black miracle, I'm the bloody foresight thing
Scatter with all to the end of infinity, with the stylists messed [Dm] in
Big [Bb] one creep, take your last breath
[D] Roll [Gm] up your tombstone, smoke a blunt of death
[Em] Beware, [C] the chiefs are leaving, rocky holes of terror
And scatter, the macy's styles of the 360mm
[Bb] Step up to this kick, be a dune
Cruel with my heart, burns straight through your heart
[Em] Soon I'll [C] have you in a trance, you're in here an evil chance
To master down in my pants, bust a few last dance
Say [Dm] you're my cold [Bb]-hearted killer like Muriel Alvarez
Strong as thousand mountains, ain't quick to break your bones
A [C] lot like 1995, I cause a earlier death
You're walking triple sticks, it's a fool, watch your step
We [Bb] all about making it cheese, we got a stage, great minds
Robbing the working these hoes, fool, it ain't no time
I [Em] even got virgins serving for me in some other [C] nations
It was so odd that I got locked down for some tax evasion
[Dm] Puss in these is [Bb] all I ever had the pleasure to meet
A rusty ass take nine, I'm making you chenit
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 [D] got my cap [Bb] to the side, watch my fucking back
My dope's across the street like grass when I'm squirting the track
[Em] Satan worshipper, [C] what the fuck up be my profile
Read my file, I've been a meat child for a while within those mystic [Dm] styles
[Bb] Aw yeah, like this for the 9-5, just like last year
You can't fuck with us, B [Eb]-I [E]-O-X
Come on, I'm out
[C] Yeah, [Dm] this is Jay, aka [Bb] the juice up in this bitch and I'm out
Yeah, that little flap in this motherfucker straight from Funkytown, hoe
[C] Gangsta boy in this motherfucker, you know what I'm saying, kick it in, take ten verses, I'm out, hoe _
This [D] _ [Bb] little chat up in this motherfucker telling all these hoes to take their hat on [Dm] to the floor, I'm [Gm] out
Shit, [Em] cuz this nigga up in [C] these birds, you know what I'm saying
[Em] Yeah, DJ Paul up in this motherfucker to kill a man, pop [Bb] and entertainment is how
Load up with the scarecrow in this motherfucker, the mystical one, nigga
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