Luyện nghe bài hát Who We Be

{Man1:
you think they have any idea you think they know were
{Man2:
those people are they figure somebody's coming
they just don't know
talking}
I know my gut says they have no idea

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

Infamous}
you hit the corner quick as fuck slipped in the puddle and you
I stepped over your shoulders then I rough rocked bells
the Zima's on the rims are flex are hella rough
I'm coming hit man style and leave pillow filled with slugs
motherfuck I huff then I puff wet you up
when the mourners gumming on Coke and Rum devil stuff
Kaiser Tear da Club up Thugs I yell it out loud
Scarecrow I keep ganja flying out my mouth

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

{Crunchy
there's no cries in my there's no games that I wont play
there no hoe up in me nigga bitch get out my fucking way
I rob nigga I steal nigga I put your body in a field
Three 6 Mafia Prophet the
still coming up trying to kick this real

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

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

{MC

I'm bumping Kaze up in my getting high yo from the sounds
Juice and DJ the track we blowing up foe trick not down
of lyrics from the past I'm making bitches pay the cost
since we ain't taking any kind of lost I be MC the under boss
with the Killa Klan Kaze ready to and do what need to be done
(you the business)
the Triple Six and Prophet Posse
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: P-R-O-P-H-E-T
[in background: DJ who we be]
arresting you I got head on yall holler that I'm dead wrong
out before I make it some split a nigga fuckin dome
got shit to make your hood battle
yall hoes seen an Uzi's arrow
from dusk to leaving bodies numb with my gun
shoot I'll tell ya I's on blow 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 relax and let this 12 gauge in

{Project
automatic gunfire when your time to die 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 the man with the master plot
up out the pen once again with the mask and glock
shot you point blank range feeling put that ass in shock
Project got an answer for you bitches Posse shop

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