Luyện nghe bài hát Who We Be

{Man1:
you they have any idea you think they know were coming
talking}
those people are paranoid they figure somebody's
just don't know when
{Man1:
I know my gut says they have no idea

{played in background throughout parts of song}
singing}
yo se yo se
yo se lo que pa' me
yo se yo se
yo se lo que pa' me
I know I
I know you got for me
I know I
I what you got for me
[Prophet Posse: mafia mafia ya]

{Lord
you hit the quick as fuck slipped in the puddle and you fell
I stepped over your shoulders then I rough rocked your
the Zima's on the rims are flex are hella rough
I'm coming hit man style and your pillow filled with slugs
motherfuck watch I huff I puff wet you up
when the mourners gumming on Coke and Rum doing devil
Soze Tear da Club up Thugs I yell it out loud
Scarecrow I keep ganja smoke flying out my

another war kamikazes drop them bodies the shore
I thought there no more
enemy Three 6 me and Crunchy bomb they
so on the train in the rain waiting for you man
I get ya extracts brain and wash your remains down the drain
so blast my words will hit you than a gun
six-thousand sounds of funk more than a ton
so why would you wanna run your mouth and have anna
your questions all ask about my Scandalous

Black}
there's no cries in my life there's no games I wont play
there no hoe up in me nigga bitch get out my fucking way
nigga I rob nigga I steal nigga I put your in a field
Three 6 Mafia the Posse-a
still up trying to kick this shit real

{Koopsta
it be's your girly friend and now its me they want me
rid all my head let suffering take me from bondage
why must I emphasis a guy can be waiting
Satan he my hand oh lord I hope your listening
come on in let me take you on a (on a ride)
inside I fail to (realize)
there is the holding cell of ain't no changing it
I'm dead bolt I'll be dead before suffering sets in sets in

J}
there be trouble you see me (when you see me)
call me psychotic or your closest enemy (closest enemy)
ain't no flodging cause these Memphis niggas snort p (yeah they snort p)
and drink that motherfucking Hennessey and weed (smoke weed)
yeah I'm that fool everlasting like the M-O-B (M-O-B)
and I'm fool that's quick to blast if you fuck with me
(if you with me fool)
and if you ask me where I'm from I'll tell you Evergreen (dope Evergreen)
and if you ask me why I slum its just the in me (yeah thats right)

{MC

I'm bumping Kaze up in my changer getting high yo the sounds
and DJ lace the track we blowing up foe trick not down
thinking of lyrics from the I'm making bitches pay the cost
since we ain't taking any kind of I be MC Mack the under boss
with the Killa Klan Kaze ready to and do what need to be done
(you the business)
the Triple Six Mafia and Prophet
leave more than the fucking sun
be done in a second therefore you act as if we gotta attack em
what's the from all this shit
I don't know I guess we'll watch out for it

{DJ
[in background: Project Pat: Posse]
[in background: DJ who we be]
arresting you niggas I got head on yall holler that I'm wrong
shoot out before I make it some a nigga fuckin dome
got shit to make your whole battle
hoes ain't seen an Uzi's arrow
from dusk to dawn leaving numb with my gun
shoot I'll tell ya I's on that Prophet Posse with me hoe
or with Tear da Club up Thugs like a GI Joe
walk up to the sissy nigga where can save him
now sit back and let this 12 inch gauge in

{Project
automatic gunfire when your to die left you in a coma
fucking off with busters in streets got you causing drama
marijuana feels my your affiliation
with the click of motherfuckers got annihilation
on your program who's the man with the plot
fresh up out the pen once again with the and glock
shot you point blank range strange put that ass in shock
Project got an answer for you Posse closing shop

{Gangsta
nigga nigga what whatcha wanna do
with your pussy ass crew trying to get a of Boo
I be the one to bring the pain bring the rain on a day
smiling in face mean mug it with a pistol play
know you out to hate me I'm self explanatory
leave you wet like a fat pussy in an orgy
snatch your fucking soul I'm the that's in the winters hoe
mess with me you die you cant tango my .44
on some Henn and some V and some P it be in me bitch
smoking on some weed 100% it be fire
what you trying to do I done already did it
if you wanna rumble come get ass up don't be a baby
plain as it may be we talked around each one of your cities
ask my brother Eric he be witnessing what he ain't
but she don't bother no one she be Mrs. Lady claiming
on your ass we'll a test to blast what they talking bout

Pat (DJ Paul)}
P-R-O-P-H-E-T
(Who we be) x8
hoe (haha)

Posse}
mafia mafia ya (*repeat til fade*)