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We Shootin' 1st Lyrics

The song We Shootin' 1st is performed by Three 6 Mafia in the album named Choices: The Album in the year 2001 .

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[hook]
'cause bitch we shoot 'em first
We don't ask questions later
We're triple 6, triple 6 f**kin' haters
And it's on if you niggaz
Wanna bring it to the door
To you cowards in my face
I'm a treat you like a hoe

[gangsta boo]
Since you niggaz talkin' shit
About the dirty dirty six
Lemme see if you can bump out
And be featured on a hit
Radio the love my songs
Ballin' niggaz love my thongs
If you wanna go to war
I suggest you bring it on, nigga
I ain't no little girl
I been down in the streets
Remember me hillcrest
Nigga reppin' baz
Shoot a finger f**k a spot
Niggaz drop, niggaz drop
But everybody in the club
Lookin' hard nigga he ain't hot
We be cold froze wrists
Got you bitches in a blitz
Mad 'cause I be hanging 'round
Them niggaz in the triple six
Bitches wanna say this
Bitch I ain't stuntin' you
I be on the charts blowin' up
Bitch look at you
Niggaz be mad
Actin' like some f**kin hoes
If you can't stand the truth
Nigga keep your eyes closed
Dj paul, juice man
Crunchy black, lord imfamous
I'm the one
Mrs. crazy lady gangsta boo bitch

[hook 2x]

[crunchy black]
Niggaz talk shit
Well they might as well talk shit
Talk this
When I bring that f**kin' chalk bitch
And put your body in a body bag or somethin'
And drop your bitch a*s off in a river my cousin
You should've never played the dozens
With a nigga like me
It be c f**kin' b
And I'm hard to be
Niggaz talk a lot of shit
But I promise you dog
I'm a blast at your a*s
And let the gun revolve
Niggaz always tryin' to be real hard
Niggaz always tryin' to pray to god
When they got their a*s caught up in some bullshit
And that's some bullshit
You gotta finish it
You gon' remember this
Ain't no game I play
Poppin' shots at your a*s
With the a f**kin' k
Nigga watch what you say
When you talkin' to me
Nigga watch what you say
When you talkin' to c

[hook 1x]
[dj paul]
Put a mask on, gone in man do the shit [4x]

[lord imfamous]
My arteries pump acid
I love to pop that plastic
Life is filled with maggots
Nigga I let you have it
With automatic havoc
While faggots ride or tag it
Boy I'm psychopathic
Milli clips big rappin'
What I got for a mackin'
For funeral compa*sion
Better close that casket
When I hit for that stackin'
Wanna know the business
Stay out my f**kin' business
Gossip like some bitches
But y'all no competition
Better pay attention
I'll cook you like a kitchen
Diss and leave you missin'
And on a murder mission
Critical condition
Got plenty ammunition
Don't need to catch you slippin'
I'll f**k you up lil pimpin'
Lord have mercy hurt you with verses
Got you puntas rollin' in hearses
Hate the six we got platinum plus a
Your shit on shelves collectin' dust a

[hook 1x]

[dj paul]
Put a mask on, gone in man do the shit [4x]



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Three 6 Mafia - Choices: The Album

  1. 2-Way Freak
  2. The Restaurant Scene (skit)
  3. Mafia
  4. Baby Mama
  5. Gangsta Niggaz
  6. Wona Get Some, I Got Some
  7. 1st Crime Scene (skit)
  8. O.V.
  9. U Got Da Game Wrong
  10. We Shootin' 1st
  11. Dis B**ch, Dat H** (featuring Ludacris)
  12. Pass Me
  13. Big Pat's Warehouse (skit)
  14. They Don't F**k Wit U
  15. Slang & Serve
  16. War Wit Us
  17. Mean Mug
  18. How It Went Down (skit)
  19. Ridin' On Chrome
  20. Talkin'