Luyện nghe bài hát Who We Be

{Man1:
you think they have any idea you think know were coming
talking}
those people are paranoid they somebody's coming
just don't know when
{Man1:
I don't 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 I know
I what you got for me
I I know
I know you got for me
[Prophet mafia mafia mafia ya]

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

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

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

Knicca}
chrome it be's your girly friend and now its me want me
rid all my head let suffering take me from bondage
why must I a white guy can be waiting
Satan he holds my hand oh lord I your listening
come on in let me take you on a (on a ride)
inside I to realize (realize)
there is the holding cell of Koopsta no changing it
I'm dead bolt I'll be dead more suffering sets in sets in

J}
there be when you see me (when you see me)
call me or your very closest enemy (closest enemy)
there ain't no cause these Memphis niggas snort p (yeah they snort p)
and drink that motherfucking Hennessey and smoke (smoke weed)
yeah I'm that fool that's everlasting like the (M-O-B)
and I'm that fool that's quick to blast if you with me
(if you fuck me fool)
and if you ask me where I'm from I'll tell you (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 up foe trick not down
thinking of lyrics from the I'm making bitches pay the cost
we ain't taking any kind of lost I be MC Mack the under boss
with the Killa Klan Kaze to ride and do what need to be done
(you the business)
the Triple Six Mafia and Posse
leave more heat the fucking sun
I'll be done in a second therefore you act as if we attack em
what's the conclusion from all shit
I really don't know I guess we'll 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 split a fuckin dome
got shit to make your hood battle
yall hoes ain't an Uzi's arrow
from dusk to leaving bodies numb with my gun
shoot tell ya I's on that blow Prophet Posse with me hoe
or with Tear da Club up Thugs like a GI Joe
walk up to the sissy where nothing can save him
now sit back and let this 12 inch gauge in

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

{Gangsta
nigga nigga what whatcha whatcha do
with your pussy ass trying 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 me I'm self explanatory
I'll leave you wet like a fat in an orgy
your fucking 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 fire
you trying to do I done already did it baby
if you wanna rumble come get your ass up be a baby
as it may be we done talked around each one of your cities
ask my brother he be witnessing what he ain't seen
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*)