Luyện nghe bài hát Bodyparts 2

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

You recognize you motherfuckin' suckas
Thinkin' 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 when comes to the hood, I be like black haven zone
And when it comes to of the body, I got more than Auto zone
In the middle of I got to keep it like rockin'
Them people callin' it green that smoke how I like it

Again it's up to him I to let some shots off
It's DJ Paul with Teflon so that bulletproof off
When they jump, I pump to put some punks
And then I dump all his bodyparts my trunk

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

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

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

Several bodies in my trunk denyin'
high, and fuck you playa hatin' punks
Always stayin' on the top look at the Charts
Prophet Posse takin' over nigga now we got you

I know you why the fuck you all in my grill
I'm stackin' buck on you niggas, you so so trill
You no killa my lyrics leave you scared to go to sleep
Sleepin' with the on, hoe you cautious of me

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

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

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

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

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

Ratta, tatta, is all you
To see you niggas comin' up in the
But watch the game you don't got no friends
Drew Dog self made to the end

Check this nigga will, rob and steal, mob and kill
And it they don't feel what I feel, then I fill
up with 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 clicks
Kaze in this motherfuck down with Prophet
Clack, boom, doom, for you hats and you
Mossberg slug to your grill you can this

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

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

every mud up in a source bone
I wanna kill a motherfucker, betta get a motherfucker
For talkin' that shit, uh, I wanna kill a motherfucker
Betta get a for crossin' my click, bitch

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

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

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