In 1995, the Memphis underground rap group, then named "Triple 6 Mafia", released its first official album, Mystic Stylez. It had recorded this album by using the profits from its highly successful underground tape Smoked Out, Loced Out. The members then changed the group's name to "Three 6 Mafia" (or sometimes "3-6 Mafia") and now use the Triple-6 name on the compilations of reissued tracks from their underground tapes. They did this because radio stations supposedly refused to play the songs of a group whose name included a reference to the number 666. There are also rumors that the name was changed because of copyright reasons due to a falling out with others in the Memphis rap scene. The group has had a number of disputes with former allies, namely Playa Fly, Gangsta Blac, and Skinny Pimp. In fact, some say that the group was originally named "Three Six Mafia" (all words spelled out), then switched to "Triple Six" for similar reasons.
On the 1995 single "Live By Yo Rep", the group had accused Cleveland group Bone Thugs-N-Harmony of stealing its style (a mix of quasi-harmonic rapping and blatant references to the occult). The track "All Original" on Bone's Art of War album is thought to be a dis of Three Six (this issue has apparently been settled, however). The problems between the two groups were eventually settled in family court in June 1996.
Eventually, Three 6 Mafia moved towards the "crunk" style of rap - repetitive chanting aimed at hyping a crowd (e.g.— "tear the club up, nigga, tear the club up!"). This direction (exemplified by songs like "Sippin' on Syrup" with Houston rappers UGK) helped them reach number 6 on the Billboard album chart in 2000 with their CD 6661: When the Smoke Clears.
Three 6 has expanded its operations considerably. Its stable of affiliated rappers is called "Hypnotize Minds" or the "Hypnotize Camp Posse" (HCP). Aside from many of the individual members releasing solo albums, they have also released material from "Tear Da Club Up Thugs" (a side project) and "Three Six Mafia Presents: Hypnotize Camp Posse" (a Memphis rap compilation). Unfortunately, Three 6 Mafia has also lost many members. Koopsta Knicca left due to a monetary dispute, while La Chat is currently pursuing a solo career. Gangsta Boo is rumored to have converted to Christianity and is interested in gospel music (which she denies, saying that it's a rumor started by her former label mates). Lord Infamous is likely in prison and very possibly under 24-hour lockdown, although Juicy J has said he's on "vacation." T-Rock has parted ways with Three 6 Mafia, and has publicly dissed the entire clique and accused them of shady business dealings in interviews and on his track "Mr. Big Man." Project Pat recently served time in prison for a parole violation, but was released in July 2005.
In 2003, Three 6 Mafia released the album Da Unbreakables, which features collaborations with Lil' Flip, Pimp C, (from UGK), Lil' Wyte, Frayser Boy, Hank Williams, Jr., and Project Pat. The album produced the hit "Ridin' Spinnerz," which featured Lil' Flip.
In 2005, Three 6 Mafia released their highly anticipated new album “Most Known Unknown.” It was notable that Lord Infamous was missing from this album. The generally accepted reason was that he had been incarcerated; however, Three 6 Mafia claim he is on "holiday.” He has since officially returned to Three 6 Mafia recently. The group is said to be associated with the crip gang. They diss the bloods in many of their lyrics.
Three 6 Mafia has always been known for their controversial and sometimes misunderstood lyrics. For example, in the song "Knock the Black Off Yo Ass", they reference the DC Area Sniper Shootings in multiple lines in the song. "I think they better call Bush, 'cause it's a national disaster, when I unleash my pistol-grip Bushmaster." "You can't hide, you can't run. I'm a sniper, ridin' in a blue Chevy, a trunk full of guns, man you hoes ain't ready."
“Stay Fly” was the first single off of The Most Unknown album. The next single released off of the album was "Poppin’ My Collar," which premiered around mid January 2006.
Their song "Late Nite Tip" is favoured by car audio enthusiasts for its deep, rolling bassline and is a stalwart of testing ones sound system also it is known that they sampled many Willie Hutch songs on their album Most Known Unknown
In January of 2006, Three 6 Mafia made history as they became the first African-American hip-hop act to be nominated for an Academy Award in the category of Best Achievement In Music Written for Motion Pictures (Original Song). The group was nominated for the song It’s Hard Out Here For A Pimp off of the Hustle & Flow soundtrack. The first hip-hop act to actually be nominated for an Academy Award in this category was Eminem in 2002 for the song Lose Yourself off the 8 Mile soundtrack and he also won the award. Three 6 Mafia was credited by their real names in the nomination and not by their group name. Jordan Houston (Juicy J), Cedric Coleman (Crunchy Black), and Paul Beauregard (DJ Paul) were named in the nomination. Terrance Howard, who performed the song in the movie, refuses to perform it at the Academy Awards possibly because it reinforces stereotypes that all black males are pimps.
On March 5, 2006, Three 6 Mafia won the Academy Award they were nominated for, becoming the first African American Hip-Hop group to win an Oscar.
During May Crunchy Black left Three 6 Mafia to go on his own. He is releasing 4 mixtapes and 4 dvds in the near future.
Origin: Memphis, Tennessee
Year Formed: 1991
Int'l Players Anthem
Three 6 Mafia Lyrics
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Saying that I chose this cutie pie
With whom I wanna be
And I apologize if this message gets you down
Then I CC'ed every girl that
I'd see-see 'round town
And hate to see y'all frown but
I'd rather see her smilin'
But I'm no island
Peninsula maybe, it makes no sense
I know crazy
Give up all this pussy cat that's in my lap
No looking back
Spaceships don't come equipped
With rearview mirrors
They dip as quick as they can
The atmosphere is now ripped
I'm so like a pimp, I'm glad it's night
So the light from thе sun would
Not burn me on my bum
When I shoot the moon, high jump thе broom
Like a preemie out the
Womb, my partner yelling, "Too soon!
Don't do it! Reconsider, read some liter-
Ature on the subject you sure? Fuck it
You know we got your back like chiroprac-tic
If that bitch do you dirty
We'll wipe her ass out as in detergent
Now hurry, hurry, go on to the altar
I know you ain't a pimp, but pimp
Remember what I taught ya:
Keep your heart, Three Stacks
Keep your heart
Ayy, keep your heart, Three Stacks
Keep your heart
Man, these girls is smart, Three Stacks
These girls is smart
Play your part, play your part"
(Sweet Jones) my bitch a choosy lover
Never fuck without a rubber
Never in the sheets
Like it on top of the cover
Money on the dresser, drive a Kompressor
Top notch hoes get the most, not the lesser
Trash like to fuck with forty
Dollars in the club
Fuckin' up the game, bitch, it gets no love
She be cross country, givin' all that she got
A thousand a pop
I'm pullin' Bentleys off the lot
I smashed up the gray one, bought me a red
Every time we hit the parkin'
Lot we turn heads some hoes wanna choose but
Them bitches too scary
Your bitch chose me, you ain't a pimp
You a fairy
Ohh, ohh, I choose you girl, yeah
Baby, you been rollin' solo
Time to get down with the team
The grass is greener on that other side
If you know what I mean
I'll show you shit you never seen
The Seven Wonders of the World
And I can make you the eighth
If you wanna be my girl
When I say my girl, I don't mean my woman
That ain't my style
Need a real street stalker
(stalker) to walk a green mile (mile)
We piling up the paper on
The dining room table
'Cause you able to realize I'm the
Truth and not a fable (fable)
We rocking Russian sable
Keep that 'chilla on the rack
What I look like with some thousand
Dollar shit up on my back?
I'm a million dollar mack that
Need a billion dollar bitch
Put my pimpin' in your life
Watch ya daddy get rich
Easy as A-B-C, simple as 1-2-3
Get down with U-G-K, Pimp C, B-U-N B
'Cause what's a ho with no pimp
And what's a pimp with no hoes?
Don't be a lame
You know the game and how it goes
We tryna get chose
Ohh, ohh, I choose you girl, yeah
Eeny meeny decisions, with precision I pick
Or
Make my selection on who I choose to be wit'
Girl don't touch my protection
I know you want it to slip
But slippin' is somethin' I don't do
Tippin' for life that's like makin' it rain
Every month on schedule
Let me tell you, get your parasol umbrella
'Cause it's gonna get wetter
Better prepare ya for the C support
She supposed to spend it on that baby
But we see she don't ask-ask Paul McCartney
The lawyers couldn't stop it
Slaughter-slaughter of them pockets
Had to tie her to a rocket
Send her in to outer space
I know he wish he could
'Cause he payin' 20K a day
That bitch is eating good
Like an infant on a double D titty
Just getting plump
'Cause you miscalculated the next
To the-the last pump
Dump dump in the gut, raw from the giddy up
Better choose that right one or
Pick-pick the kiddies up (shit)
Ohh, ohh, I choose you girl, yeah
Now when they heard who in the club DJ Paul
Bitches chosen up
When they see I'm icy like a slush
Then they frozen up
Like my homie Project Pat
We keep them cups raising up
Snizzow flizzake is off in my dollar
Gotta nose it up
I dial drink by the liters, I'm a drinker ho
Ya swore you doin' it like
Me? You's a thinker ho
What you thinkin bro? Need to
Get your money way up
UGK and Three 6 Mafia got
Your girl trained up
I'm still trappin in hell
My pockets on swell
The number one D-boy, Mr fishscale
I don't fuck around with snitches who tell
Put holes in your brain
Leave bodies to smell
I'm out here gettin' paid
Ain't got time for jail
I paid off the judges, the juries
The sheriff
You know it's the Juice man, never will fail
I'm still sippin' syrup
Slow motion like snails
Ohh, ohh, I choose you girl, yeah
Don't you get mad at me cause
Your broad done chose up
Glad to see the truck when I pull up
Gon' pop the lock big booty hoppin' in now
Dark skin, gold teeth man you know we in now
I know that's your baby momma
I know that it hurts some
You know when we get together
I'mma let her twerk some
Let her hit the blunt some
No time of the month some pull out a condom
Then I make her run some
Freaky as she wanna be
I'mma let her go and be
She can be herself anytime that
She get wit' me
Backseat action riverside relaxin'
Flick in the DVD that ass I'm waxin'
I'mma keep it real wit' cha
I'mma let her deal wit' cha
I don't fight over hoes I'mma
Let the steel hit cha
All on the town talkin' bad tryna down me
In your heart really sad boy
You betta crown me
Ohh, ohh, I choose you girl, yeah
Ahh, I choose you baby
You fuckin' wit' my loot
When you late on yo' child support
She always give me half of
That on my car note
Hundred spoke rims sittin' slick
On the Escalade
Coulda been the king of heart
Mane baby got me paid
First of the year tax time
Keep me wit' a smile
I'mma get a extra couple of
G's claimin' yo' child
Yeah it's wild but this is the
World that we living in
Don't get hot, stay up off my game
And quit meddling peddlin' these weed sacks
Nigga give me feedback
I don't need no stems dog
You can kick the seeds back
Always been a hustla
That's what she is diggin'
Do just like I tell her to
And wit' no renegging her lips and my brain
We can go a long way on her arm my name
Got that for her birthday
I say that's the only way I gotta have it
Branded for life all the ass I'mma grab it
Ohh, ohh, I choose you girl, yeah
Ahh, I choose you baby
Nah you can't choose me
Know that they say that true playas get chose
And I am truly one of them
Boys that be ridin' on 4's
Nah you can't use me
And your man couldn't touch me
With a 10 foot pole
At night I'm usually on 84's
Getting into my hustler mode
Explode on a hater, stop acting like ya slow
Just act like you a psychic and
Start actin like ya know
I'm braided in the frow
She show up to the show
She show up with her patnas
She show up to the ho-
Telly, I'ma tell her to do her thing and go
Back, back, back
Back like Hawk and that boy Lil O'
Remoteless type of vehicles
The key doesn't matter
You come with conversation
We got heat for the chatter
At ease with the swagger
Won't see no one better
He way above the lames
You know like he's on a ladder
Bun B gon' get at her, Pimp C gon' get at her
Cause it ain't really fun if
The homies cannot have her
Told me she got some paper
Told me she got a man
Well how long you have that problem
Let me fix it cause I can
Have you headed towards Jamaica
Giuseppe's on the sand
And I'll let them other sucka's put
That ring off on ya hand
Ohh, ohh, I choose you girl, yeah
Ahh, I choose you baby
The lyrics to Three 6 Mafia's song "Int'l Players Anthem" depict a story of various players and their relationships with women. The song starts with one of the players sending a text to a girl he used to see, expressing that he has chosen another girl to be with. He apologizes if this message upsets her and CC's every girl he knows in town to let them know about his new choice. The player acknowledges that he enjoys the attention he receives from women but also recognizes that he is not an island and needs companionship.
The lyrics then shift to another player, who refers to himself as Sweet Jones. He describes his relationship with a choosy lover, emphasizing that they never engage in intimate activities without protection. He flaunts his wealth and attractiveness to women, asserting that top-notch women prefer him. He also disses other players, claiming that they are not true pimps and are instead fairy-like figures.
The third verse features Andre 3000 of OutKast, who sings about his desire for a real street stalker as a partner. He boasts about his riches and stylish wardrobe, emphasizing that he is a million-dollar "mack" who needs a billion-dollar woman. He encourages listeners to understand the dynamics of the game and how to navigate it successfully.
The following verse is delivered by Bun B of UGK, who highlights the importance of making careful choices when it comes to romantic partners. He advises against slipping up and getting someone pregnant, alluding to a high-profile celebrity divorce case involving child support. He brags about his wealth and asserts his position as a successful drug dealer. He mocks others who try to imitate his lifestyle and warns them not to cross him.
The final verse is delivered by Pimp C of UGK, who raps about his experiences with women and the luxuries his success has afforded him. He addresses those who criticize him and claims that they are only jealous. He talks about being financially supported by his lover, who pays his car note and contributes to his lifestyle. He mentions a desire to travel with her and expresses his loyalty.
Overall, "Int'l Players Anthem" explores themes of love, loyalty, wealth, and the dynamics of romantic relationships within the context of the player lifestyle.
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They all killed it on this song
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Bun b interview is why I’m here
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