| those people are paranoid they figure somebody’s coming
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| they just don’t know when
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| I don’t know my gut says they have no idea
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| yo se yo se yo se lo que tiene pa’me
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| yo se yo se yo se lo que tiene pa’me
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| I know I know
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| I know what you got for me I know I know
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| I know what you got for me you hit the corner quick as fuck slipped in the puddle and you fell
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| I stepped over your shoulders then I rough rocked your bells
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| the Zima’s on the rims are yelling flex are hella rough
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| I’m coming hit man style and leave your pillow filled with slugs
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| motherfuck watch I huff then I puff wet you up when the mourners gumming on Coke and Rum doing devil stuff
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| Kaiser Soze Tear da Club up Thugs I yell it out loud
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| Scarecrow I keep ganja smoke flying out my mouth
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| another war kamikazes drop them bodies onto the shore
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| I thought there were no more
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| enemy Three 6 me and Crunchy bomb they click
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| so on the train in the rain Scans waiting for you man
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| when I get ya extracts brain and wash your remains down the drain
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| so blast my words will hit you harder than a gun
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| six-thousand sounds of funk weighing more than a ton
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| so why would you wanna run your mouth and have some anna
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| your questions all ask about my baby Scandalous
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| there’s no cries in my life there’s no games that I wont play
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| there ain’t no hoe up in me nigga bitch get out my fucking way
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| nigga I rob nigga I steal nigga I put your body in a field
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| Three 6 Mafia Prophet the Posse-a
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| still coming up trying to kick this shit real
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| chrome it be’s your girly friend and now its me they want me rid all my head let suffering take me from this bondage
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| why must I emphasis a white guy can be waiting
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| Satan he holds my hand oh lord I hope your listening
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| come on in let me take you on a ride (on a ride)
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| inside I fail to realize (realize)
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| there is the holding cell of Koopsta ain’t no changing it
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| I’m dead bolt I’ll be dead before more suffering sets in sets in there be trouble when you see me (when you see me)
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| call me psychotic or your very closest enemy (closest enemy)
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| there ain’t no flodging cause these Memphis niggas snort p (yeah they snort p)
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| and drink that motherfucking Hennessey and smoke weed (smoke weed)
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| yeah I’m that fool that’s everlasting like the M-O-B (M-O-B)
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| and I’m that fool that’s quick to blast if you fuck with me
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| (if you fuck with me fool)
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| and if you ask me where I’m from I’ll tell you Evergreen (dope niggas Evergreen)
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| and if you ask me why I slum its just the look in me (yeah thats right)
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| aight
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| I’m bumping Kaze up in my changer getting high yo from the sounds
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| Juice and DJ lace the track we blowing up foe trick not down
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| thinking of lyrics from the past I’m making bitches pay the cost
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| since we ain’t taking any kind of lost I be MC Mack the under boss
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| with the Killa Klan Kaze ready to ride and do what need to be done
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| (you know the business)
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| the Triple Six Mafia and Prophet Posse
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| leave more heat than the fucking sun
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| I’ll be done in a second therefore you act as if we gotta attack em what’s the conclusion from all this shit
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| I really don’t know I guess we’ll watch out for it arresting you niggas I got head on yall holler that I’m dead wrong
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| shoot out before I make it some split a nigga fuckin dome
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| got shit to make your whole hood battle
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| yall hoes ain’t seen an Uzi’s arrow
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| from dusk to dawn leaving bodies numb with my gun
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| shoot I’ll tell ya I’s on that blow Prophet Posse with me hoe
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| or with Tear da Club up Thugs weapons like a GI Joe
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| walk up to the sissy nigga where nothing can save him
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| now sit back relax and let this 12 inch gauge in automatic gunfire when your time to die left you in a coma
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| fucking off with busters in these streets got you causing drama
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| marijuana feels my congregation your affiliation
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| with the wrong click of motherfuckers got annihilation
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| on your program who’s the man with the master plot
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| fresh up out the pen once again with the mask and glock
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| shot you point blank range feeling strange put that ass in shock
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| Project got an answer for you bitches Posse closing shop
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| nigga nigga what whatcha whatcha wanna do with your pussy ass crew trying to get a load of Boo
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| I be the one to bring the pain bring the rain on a sunny day
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| smiling in your face mean mug it with a pistol play
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| know you bitches out to hate me I’m self explanatory
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| I’ll leave you wet like a fat pussy in an orgy
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| snatch your fucking soul I’m the cold that’s in the winters hoe
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| mess with me you die you cant tango with my .44
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| drinking on some Henn and some V and some P it be in me bitch
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| smoking on some weed 100% it be fire bitch
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| what you trying to do I done already did it baby
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| if you wanna rumble come get your ass up don’t be a baby
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| plain as it may be we done talked around each one of your cities
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| ask my brother Eric he be witnessing what he ain’t seen
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| but she don’t bother no one she be Mrs. Lady claiming clout
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| on your ass we’ll make a test to blast what they talking bout
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| P-R-O-P-H-E-T Posse
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| (Who we be) x8
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| hoe (haha)
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| mafia mafia mafia ya (*repeat til fade*) |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Who We Be, artist - Prophet Posse. Album song Enquiring Minds, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп