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