Luyện nghe bài hát Bodyparts 2 (Corrected)

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

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

Again it's up to him I need to let some off
It's DJ Paul with so take that bulletproof off
When they jump, I pump to put some murderin'
And then I all his bodyparts into 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 don't you know, I want to get rid of those faked up hoes
It's the city of watch me witness how this nigga unload

Rage make me regularly, 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 from the start
I to fill my fucking backyard with your bodyparts

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

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

I don't know you why the fuck you all in my
I'm stackin' buck on you niggas, you so so trill
You ain't no 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, Mound, smokin' out every night, bitch

I met this dude last week who 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 spree
So I drove a low key car tryin' to fool the

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

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

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

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

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

bones, throwin' licks, puttin' bitches in there clicks
Kaze in this motherfuck down with Prophet
Clack, boom, doom, for you and you realas
Mossberg slug to grill you can feel this

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

Jackin' and packin' and takin' those ass bitches
That that all of us is red instead while I drop 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

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

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

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

I see traitors at playa hats fakin' while we blast our gat
I know where you're at hey boy, I better witness a [unverified]
If a nigga believe me, tricks afraid in front of the car
To that ditch, I dumped all his bodyparts into my