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

Mafia time
Lord mind
It just ain't
My actions are even more and dockin'

Than between Kane and Abel
So 'em up
catch the ground
'Cause I from the city of Memphis
It's a rowdy

Well it's for them Prophets, ain't no turning trick
Ah, you fucked up with the wrong
Ghetto boo, comin' at yo ass
Takin' over 97 this Mrs. Gangsta,
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 react
'Cause the Prophets are sprayin' motherfuckin' when I blast
When I blast, niggas on they back

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 conset like Tyson
them dices, killin' my brain cells
But fuck it, we sacrificin' that shit

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

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

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

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

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

If you
nigga you'll feel me
And I dwell in
Catch a nigga like, me

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

incredible, incredible from the car
To the in the motherfuckin' ghetto
Cheefin' in a
I'm kickin' a line, I rhyme, every god damn time

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

Juicy with the two nine, Paul with the
on a paperchas, yeah
Killa from Three 6, K-Roc, play
Don't with me baby

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

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