Luyện nghe bài hát Who We Be

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

{played in throughout various 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 I know
I what you got for me
I know I
I what you got for me
[Prophet mafia mafia mafia ya]

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

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

Black}
there's no cries in my there's no games that I wont play
there ain't no hoe up in me nigga bitch get out my way
nigga I rob nigga I nigga I put your body in a field
Three 6 Prophet the Posse-a
still up trying to kick this shit real

{Koopsta
chrome it your girly friend and now its me they want me
rid all my head let suffering me from this bondage
why must I emphasis a guy can be waiting
Satan he holds my hand oh 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 Koopsta no changing it
I'm dead bolt I'll be dead before more suffering sets in in

J}
there be when you see me (when you see me)
call me psychotic or very closest enemy (closest enemy)
there ain't no flodging cause 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 that that's quick to blast 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 up in my changer getting high yo from the sounds
Juice and DJ lace the track we blowing up foe trick not
thinking of lyrics from the past I'm making pay the cost
since we ain't taking any kind of lost I be MC Mack the under
with the Killa Klan Kaze to ride and do what need to be done
(you the business)
the Triple Six Mafia and Prophet
more heat than the fucking sun
I'll be done in a second therefore you act as if we attack em
the conclusion from all this shit
I really know I guess we'll watch out for it

{DJ
[in Project Pat: P-R-O-P-H-E-T Posse]
[in background: DJ who we be]
arresting you niggas I got head on holler that I'm dead wrong
shoot out I make it some split a nigga fuckin dome
got shit to make your whole battle
yall hoes seen an Uzi's arrow
from to dawn leaving bodies numb with my gun
shoot I'll ya I's on that blow Prophet Posse with me hoe
or with Tear da Club up weapons like a GI Joe
walk up to the nigga where nothing can save him
now sit back relax and let this 12 inch in

Pat}
automatic when your time to die left you in a coma
fucking off with busters in these streets got you drama
marijuana feels my congregation your
with the wrong click of got annihilation
on program who's the man with the master plot
fresh up out the pen once again with the mask and
shot you blank range feeling strange put that ass in shock
Project got an answer for you Posse closing shop

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

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

{Prophet
mafia mafia ya (*repeat til fade*)