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3-6 In the Morning

๐Ÿ‘ค Three 6 Mafia โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Chapter 2: World Domination โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 2:52
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โฑ๏ธ 2:52 duration
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๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

(Scarecrow)
6 in tha mornin' police kick in my door
Slipped on my lugz
Cuz these thugs out the back yo
Jumped the back gate
Cranked the Chevy
Then I race
Popped in the tape
A motherfuckin' Three 6 Mafia tape
I'm crunked off the bump
Pumpin' through my backseat
Speedin' hit the weed
Though the end of the streets of Memphis Tennesee
Got my stacks and some bags sittin' in the stash spot
Tatooes on my legs and a hot 40 glock
They got the hard on for the Infamous nigga
Call me Scarecrow
Used slangin' man, but I don't do that no more
I'm feelin' like I'm the most wanted
Every cop is an opponent
In the dash
On my ass, on the cherry buck flash
And I'm real
Man I got to get the fuck out of here

I had to ditch the Chevy
Callin' my mafia niggas to scooped me up
The blocks are crawlin' with cops
I can't go down, them slugs bust
I'm runnin' through yards and shit
Tryin' to dodge them tricks
I'm a movin' target
I spotted my nigga out there
On the real, gonna rde with out no fly shit
He didn't hesistate, we climbed up out my side of town
I told him bout' the drama in the ride and how it went down
I got a lay low cool (?) before I get back in it
Anti-peace and po-police
I beat them with glocks back to the street
I can't get caught, cause the new law say in it "ain't no deals"
I would decease these devil police, therefore I do twenty years
Every nigga and grill they drop a dime to papers
I gotta pull a quick capa before I catch the vapors

12 a-m the next day
Gotta bank the seas
Gotta preacher please (?) throw in the keys
Down to my nigga
Got the passport to get my overseas
Under the palm trees
But you know me a quarter key
But my pan was injured
The silent alarm was triggered
I heard a cop say come out with fuckin' hands up
Nigga now I got to show my Prophet da posseness
My only way out was to take me some hostages
They keep askin' me over and over for demands
I told them back up
Or she got brains on her pants
The gun was to her head, I told them don't make me shoot
But little did I know they had a sniper on the roof

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:00.92] (Scarecrow)
[00:01.44] 6 in tha mornin' police kick in my door
[00:03.36] Slipped on my lugz
[00:04.07] Cuz these thugs out the back yo
[00:05.19] Jumped the back gate
[00:06.48] Cranked the Chevy
[00:07.42] Then I race
[00:08.13] Popped in the tape
[00:08.98] A motherfuckin' Three 6 Mafia tape
[00:10.48] I'm crunked off the bump
[00:11.70] Pumpin' through my backseat
[00:13.00] Speedin' hit the weed
[00:14.16] Though the end of the streets of Memphis Tennesee
[00:15.73] Got my stacks and some bags sittin' in the stash spot
[00:18.36] Tatooes on my legs and a hot 40 glock
[00:21.12] They got the hard on for the Infamous nigga
[00:23.15] Call me Scarecrow
[00:24.05] Used slangin' man, but I don't do that no more
[00:26.28] I'm feelin' like I'm the most wanted
[00:27.57] Every cop is an opponent
[00:29.06] In the dash
[00:29.87] On my ass, on the cherry buck flash
[00:31.56] And I'm real
[00:32.42] Man I got to get the fuck out of here
[00:55.21] I had to ditch the Chevy
[00:56.55] Callin' my mafia niggas to scooped me up
[00:58.24] The blocks are crawlin' with cops
[00:59.68] I can't go down, them slugs bust
[01:00.95] I'm runnin' through yards and shit
[01:02.59] Tryin' to dodge them tricks
[01:03.72] I'm a movin' target
[01:04.18] I spotted my nigga out there
[01:05.33] On the real, gonna rde with out no fly shit
[01:06.68] He didn't hesistate, we climbed up out my side of town
[01:08.85] I told him bout' the drama in the ride and how it went down
[01:11.33] I got a lay low cool (?) before I get back in it
[01:13.57] Anti-peace and po-police
[01:15.67] I beat them with glocks back to the street
[01:17.15] I can't get caught, cause the new law say in it "ain't no deals"
[01:19.36] I would decease these devil police, therefore I do twenty years
[01:22.06] Every nigga and grill they drop a dime to papers
[01:24.75] I gotta pull a quick capa before I catch the vapors
[01:47.76] 12 a-m the next day
[01:49.22] Gotta bank the seas
[01:50.49] Gotta preacher please (?) throw in the keys
[01:52.63] Down to my nigga
[01:54.35] Got the passport to get my overseas
[01:55.74] Under the palm trees
[01:56.98] But you know me a quarter key
[01:58.43] But my pan was injured
[01:59.82] The silent alarm was triggered
[02:01.14] I heard a cop say come out with fuckin' hands up
[02:03.00] Nigga now I got to show my Prophet da posseness
[02:06.48] My only way out was to take me some hostages
[02:09.18] They keep askin' me over and over for demands
[02:11.52] I told them back up
[02:12.83] Or she got brains on her pants
[02:14.52] The gun was to her head, I told them don't make me shoot
[02:17.01] But little did I know they had a sniper on the roof
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