Luyện nghe bài hát Bodyparts 2 (Corrected)

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

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

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

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

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

make 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 from the
I want to fill my fucking backyard your bodyparts

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

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

I know you why the fuck you all in my grill
I'm stackin' on you niggas, sayin' you so so trill
You ain't no killa my lyrics 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 dude last who said he slangin' double keys
had a hook up on some tall and some light green ink
What you think I was tryin' to plan a robbin'
So I a low key car tryin' to fool the streets

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

Please test these murderers slugs I will pump in to gut
Scan from the Killa 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 talk but they don't know the deal
Dope sella where I dwell-ah
They looked into the barrel of my jet black

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

Check this here will, rob and steal, mob and kill
And it feel 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, licks, puttin' bitches in there clicks
Kaze in this motherfuck down with Prophet
Clack, boom, doom, for you and you realas
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 police pull us I'm the first to bail

Jackin' and packin' and takin' those ass bitches
That thinkin' that all of us is red instead while I this track
I flack, I'm ready, I'm straight from very
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 wanna kill a motherfucker
Betta get a for crossin' my click, bitch

Boogety bang bang, nigga blew your brains
On the wood grain nigga
Pullin' the trigga uh die nigga, uh die nigga

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

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