Bodyparts 2 (Explicit)-Three 6 Mafia

Bodyparts 2 (Explicit)

歌手:Three 6 Mafia

时间:1997-11-01

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Yeah we back up in this mothaf**ka Prophet motherf**kin' Posse hoe

Three 6 Mafia M-Child a whole bunch of mothaf**kas

And ready to do this sh*t you wanna f**k a hoe

Then wait until you're back when the war's gone b**ch

You better recognize you motherf**kin' suckas

Thinkin' that I'm for the 9-7 once again it's on

Bout to pull yo' motherf**kin' a** in b**ch

Woow woow woow woow woow woow woo

Now when they comes to the hood I be like black haven zone

And when it comes to parts of the body I got more than Auto zone

In the middle of fashion I got to keep it like rockin'

Them people callin' it green that smoke how much I like it

Again it's up to him I need to let some shots off

It's DJ Paul with Teflon so take that bulletproof off

When they jump I pump to put some murderin' punks

And then I dump all his bodyparts into my trunk

Play I'ma terror from the end I'll watch that body explode

If they retaliate I blast I think about you won't find them bloody clothes

Kill 'em though don't you know I want to get rid of those faked up hoes

It's the city of Memphis watch me witness how this ni**a unload

Rage make me regularly force me blood

I feed ya' hot lead slugs and watch you drip like fudge

I'm nuts you got no crisp you got no heart

You niggas front from the start

I want to fill my f**king backyard with your bodyparts

Wuss up mista trick do you wanna get with this

Pimp type a** b**ch down with the Triple 6

My Lexus trunk or Viper Prophet Posse nothin' nicer

In this f**kin' body parts through the air 'cause we come to get it crunk

Several bodies in my trunk never denyin'

Always high and f**k you playa hatin' punks

Always stayin' on the top look at the Billboard Charts

Prophet Posse takin' over ni**a now we got you high

I don't know you why the f**k you all in my grill

I'm stackin' buck on you niggas sayin' you so so trill

You ain't no killa my lyrics leave you scared to go to sleep

Sleepin' with the lights on hoe you cautious of me

Me and about 80 mo' motherf**kas who comin'

4 and 5 vans deep while your b**ch a** runnin'

We be the Prophet devilish and meanin' click so tight

M-Child Orange Mound smokin' out every night b**ch

I met this dude last week who said he slangin' double keys

Also had a hook up on some tall and some light green ink

What you think I was tryin' to plan a robbin' spree

So I drove a low key car tryin' to fool the streets

Curve after curve I return tryin' not to swerve

Knowin' by the hour I'll be choppin' up my bag of herbs

Plus a pure herb AK's all kinds a guns

'Till the ni**a pulled his car to the side and stopped the run

Please don't test these murderers slugs I will pump in to gut

Scan from the Killa Klan Kaze I will dump your bodyparts into my trunk

Let's go ride then play a game what's the game the game of names

Now which which one would you choose

Whichever you choose you lose you lose

First time on the maximum don't be a trick

To see them hats talk sh*t but they don't know the deal

D**e sella BHZ's where I dwell-ah

They looked into the barrel of my jet black Barretta

Ratta tatta is all you heard

To see you niggas comin' up in the

But watch the game 'cause you don't got no friends

Droopy Drew Dog self made to the end

Check this here ni**a will rob and steal mob and kill

And it feel they don't feel what I feel then I fill

Them up with bullet lead two to the head

Then I lay them in graves that I dig just for them yes it is

Slammin' bones throwin' licks puttin' b**ches in there clicks

Kaze in this motherf**k down with Prophet click

Clack boom doom for you hats and you realas

Mossberg slug to your grill you can feel this

Trigger happy nappy headed set it don't you see me

Project Pat is down but ain't no f**kin' damn fool we

Ridin' drinkin' dankin' bodies stankin' I can smell it well

And if them police pull us over I'm the first to bail

Jackin' and packin' and takin' those fakin' a** b**ches

That thinkin' that all of us is red instead while I drop this track

I flack I'm ready I'm straight from very bone

To the motherf**ka fall out on the floor see Triple 6 it's on

B**ch every mud up in a source bone

I don't wanna kill a motherf**ker betta get a motherf**ker

For talkin' that sh*t uh I don't wanna kill a motherf**ker

Betta get a motherf**ker for crossin' my click b**ch

Boogety boogety bang bang ni**a blew your brains

On the motherf**kin' wood grain ni**a

Pullin' the trigga like uh die ni**a uh die ni**a

Motherf**ker I'm K Roc I dump the bodyparts into my trunk

See me after Killa Klan seein' that K Roc solo burn

Makin' up in my green Prophet Posse my ni**a

Gimme that forty glock and I'ma jump pullin' the trigger

I see traitors lookin' at playa hats fakin' while we blast our gat

I don't know where you're at hey boy I better witness a

If a ni**a don't believe me tricks afraid in front of the car

To that ditch I dumped all his bodyparts into my trunk

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