Luyện nghe bài hát Prophet Posse

Prophet Posse, the Posse,
Prophet Posse, the Posse,
Prophet Posse, the Posse,
Prophet Posse, the Posse,

Prophet Posse, the Posse,
Posse, the Posse, bitch
Prophet Posse, the Posse,
Prophet Posse, the Posse,

It's time
Lord Infamous'
It just ain't
My actions are more shocking and dockin'

Than murder between Kane and
So 'em up
Everybody the ground
'Cause I come the city of Memphis
It's a rowdy

Well it's time for them Prophets, no turning trick
Ah, you fucked up with the wrong
Ghetto boo, bitch at yo ass
Takin' over 97 Mrs. Gangsta, bitch
Married to this damn Prophet

Watch, how I pull these
And you know the scareman's teflon's hit yo' feelin's
Nigga, be damned if I'm gon' miss you
Gaurds of task, so you best
'Cause the Prophets are sprayin' gats when I blast
When I blast, them niggas on they

Excuse me sir, can I get that card or drivers' license?
I need some two scoops but not the of the wisest
Nicest, the feel of my body gets like Tyson
Roll them dices, killin' my brain
But fuck it, we sacrificin' that shit

Posse, the Posse, bitch
Prophet Posse, the Posse,
Posse, the Posse, bitch
Prophet Posse, the Posse,

Posse, the Posse, bitch
Prophet Posse, the Posse,
Posse, the Posse, bitch

It's that nigga that you to hate
Deep in the
Is where I stay, the one Juicy J
I ya dogs an chop you away

And get real high to this track
Buck as hell is how we act
The Prophet Posse is on the
So what you haters your back

There's no game that I'll
With your niggas
Say, what ganna say
But a nigga will you

If you
Then nigga feel me
And I in hell
Catch a like, feel me

Some of these on that doe
of these niggas on that hay
What you say, you say, hoe
Negro Indo crackin' them swishers

incredible, incredible from the car
To the block in the ghetto
in a meadow
When I'm kickin' a line, I rhyme, every god damn

that come to me [unverified] attention
Brothers and Prophet, the
'Cause the Killa Roc and never stoppin' roll in a
that like to be droppin'
(Droppin')

Juicy with the two nine, with the forty
Motherfuckers on a paperchas,
from Three 6, K-Roc, don't play
Don't with me baby

We makin' moves in this rap industry a magician
A legion of neighborhood on a mission
For paper, project, my tight like a virgin
My lips ignite the mic, cause get hype
When I'm

Posse, the Posse, bitch
Prophet Posse, the Posse,
Posse, the Posse, bitch
Prophet Posse, the Posse,
Prophet Posse, the Posse,