Luyện nghe bài hát Bodyparts 2 (Corrected)

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

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

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

Again it's up to him I need to let shots off
It's DJ Paul with Teflon so take that off
When they jump, I pump to put 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 bloody clothes
Kill 'em don't you know, I want to get rid of those faked up hoes
It's the city of Memphis watch me how this nigga unload

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

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

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

I don't know you why the fuck you all in my
I'm stackin' buck on you niggas, you so so trill
You no killa my lyrics leave you scared to go to sleep
Sleepin' the lights on, hoe you cautious of me

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Slammin' bones, throwin' licks, puttin' bitches in there
in this motherfuck down 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 smell it
And if them police pull us over I'm the to bail

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

every mud up in a source bone
I don't wanna a motherfucker, betta get a motherfucker
For that shit, uh, I don't wanna kill a motherfucker
Betta get a motherfucker for my click, bitch

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

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

I see traitors lookin' at playa hats fakin' while we our gat
I don't where you're at hey boy, I better witness 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