Luyện nghe bài hát Bodyparts 2

Yeah, we back up in mothafucka Prophet motherfuckin' Posse hoe
Three 6 Mafia, M-Child a whole bunch of
And ready to do shit you wanna fuck a hoe
Then wait until back when the war's gone bitch

You better you motherfuckin' suckas
that I'm for the 9-7 once again, it's on
Bout to pull yo' motherfuckin' ass in
Woow, woow, woow, woow, woow, woow, woo

Now they comes to the hood, I be like black haven zone
And when it comes to parts of the body, I got more Auto zone
In the middle of fashion I got to keep it rockin'
Them callin' it green that smoke how much I like it

it's up to him I need to let some shots off
It's DJ Paul Teflon so take that bulletproof off
When jump, I pump to put some murderin' punks
And I dump all his bodyparts into my trunk

Play, I'ma from the end, I'll watch that body explode
If they retaliate I blast, I think about you won't find them bloody
Kill 'em though you know, I want to get rid of those faked up hoes
It's the city of Memphis watch me witness how this unload

Rage make me regularly, me blood
I feed ya' hot lead and watch you drip like fudge
I'm nuts, you got no crisp, you got no
You niggas from the start
I to fill my fucking backyard with your bodyparts

Wuss up mista trick do you wanna get with
type ass bitch down with the Triple 6
My Lexus or Viper Prophet Posse nothin' nicer
In this fuckin' body through the air 'cause we come to get it crunk

Several bodies in my never denyin'
Always high, and fuck you hatin' punks
Always on the top look at the Billboard Charts
Posse takin' over nigga now we got you high

I don't you why the fuck you all in my grill
I'm buck on you niggas, sayin' you so so trill
You ain't no killa my lyrics leave you to go to sleep
Sleepin' with the on, hoe you cautious of me

Me and 80 mo' motherfuckas who comin'
4 and 5 vans deep while bitch ass runnin'
We be the Prophet, devilish, and meanin' so tight
M-Child, Orange Mound, smokin' out every night,

I met this dude last who said he slangin' double keys
Also had a hook up on some tall and some green ink
What you I was tryin' to plan a robbin' spree
So I drove a low key car to fool the streets

Curve after curve I return not to swerve
Knowin' by the hour I'll be up my bag of herbs
Plus a pure herb, AK's, all kinds a
the nigga pulled his car to the side and stopped the run

Please don't test these murderers slugs I will in to gut
from the Killa Klan Kaze I will dump your bodyparts into my trunk
Let's go ride then a game what's the game, the game of names
Now which, one would you choose
Whichever you you lose, you lose

First on the maximum, don't be a trick
To see them hats shit but they don't know the deal
sella BHZ's where I dwell-ah
They looked the barrel of my jet black Barretta

Ratta, tatta, is all you
To see you comin' up in the [unverified]
But watch the 'cause you don't got no friends
Droopy Dog self made to the end

this here nigga will, rob and steal, mob and kill
And it feel they don't feel what I feel, then I
Them up bullet lead, two to the head
Then I lay them in that I dig just for them, yes it is

Slammin' bones, throwin' licks, puttin' bitches in there
Kaze in this motherfuck with Prophet click
Clack, boom, doom, for you hats and you
Mossberg slug to your grill you can this

Trigger happy, headed, set it don't you see me
Project Pat is down but ain't no fuckin' fool we
Ridin', drinkin', dankin', bodies stankin', I can it well
And if them police pull us I'm the first to bail

Jackin' and packin' and takin' those fakin' ass
That that all of us is red instead while I drop this track
I flack, I'm ready, I'm from very bone
To the motherfucka fall out on the see Triple 6, it's on

Bitch every mud up in a bone
I don't wanna kill a motherfucker, get a motherfucker
For talkin' that shit, uh, I don't wanna a motherfucker
Betta get a motherfucker for crossin' my click,

Boogety boogety bang bang, nigga your brains
On the motherfuckin' wood nigga
Pullin' the trigga like uh die nigga, uh die

Motherfucker I'm K Roc, I dump the into my trunk
See me after Killa Klan, seein' that K Roc burn
Makin' up in my green, Posse my nigga
Gimme that glock and I'ma jump, pullin' the trigger

I see traitors at playa hats fakin' while we blast our gat
I don't know where you're at hey boy, I better witness a
If a nigga don't believe me, tricks in front of the car
To ditch, I dumped all his bodyparts into my trunk