Body Parts-Three-6 Mafia/Killa Klan Kaze

歌手 : Three-6 Mafia / Killa Klan Kaze

专辑 : The End

语种 : 英语

时长 : 05:30

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TXT Body Parts-Three-6 Mafia/Killa Klan Kaze 文本歌词

Body Parts (身体部分) - Three-6 Mafia/Killa Klan Kaze

Hoe I gotta my Prophet Posse right behind me

Throw a chump and run a man through da crowd

He gonna give me sumthin'

Brap Rap my niggas and step 'em when K- Rocin

Don't f**k with dis see

See if you wit' me if you wit' me mon

We buck 'em down we buck 'em down

Only one comin' out of that back door

Slangin' my yae-o rollin' on them po-poes

Dropin' that viper smokin' that indo

Makin' that bank roll

Stupid a** b**ches don't you know

Killa Klan Kaze playas makin' them profits hoe

Chillin' down on the lower level

Waitin' for my time to come

With this fool a million styles

Maybe I just might make bond

Release me on my own recognisance back on the streets

With no employment no doubt

Without no cheese up in my pocket

Tell me how can I have enjoyment throughout my life

Say mo sh*t knowin' MC Mac don't love no b**ch

Because if I loved them I can't trust 'em

Breakin' this rocks gonna make me rich

The Kaze my Klan my click must buck

'Cuz there's no testin us pop 'em and drop 'em

Lock 'em and top 'em all up in my trunk

Dynamite I'm tossin' hatas crossin'

It's da end b**ch you runnin' into bullet proof

Hoe we still da Triple 6 prophet to da P

Earsin' niggas that wanna skrive with flows of horror

I'm droppin' like Steven Spielberg deep into da mound

Ain't nuttin' but killas up in da dark

I'm creepin' with the hatchet

With slicin' body parts in da park

Moon full of blood could it be another Jeffrey Dahmer

I'm sneakin' and creepin' and blowin' up sh*t

Like da Una Bomber b**ch

Rollin' wit' da devil on da level dig yo ditch

B**ch hitch wit' da hi-ka on da mi-ka

I'll make your a** wish hickory dickory dock

A** I pull out my glock and I'm ready to pop on de b**ch

Sissy muthaf**ka bringin'' da ruckus

I'm bringing my niggas because we don't stop dis sh*t

Yea do Triple 6 brang it real real

Mutafuka down to pack a steal

Still I f**k a fly I pac a real real on da mic

Like Evander Holyfeild

There's no cries in my life

There's no game that I would play

Some people say that if you play a game

Then man you get 'em played back on you

I thought you knew you shouldn't have neva dissed this click

The 3 6 Mafia we popin' slugs that got you b**ches sick

I've neva be brothin'

Koopsta stands out from the niggas

Who thinkin' they hard I flow up to star

Bust in like you da boss Kaze got my back

Now watch how quickly I react wit' that

Boom boom boom ni**a rat-tat-tat-tat

Juicy Paul and Scarecrow are rollin' in that bucket low

And they causin' some static

So they reached and grabbed them 44's

F**kin wit' my ni**a Black he's stackin' plus his pimpin'

Got real on da peal hoe's gonna feel me

Shut the f**k up b**ch it's Infamous

Your a** betta not scream don't make me hafta wipe

Your muthaf**kin' brains off my sheets

I'm gonna burn you watch you burning

Like my bad dreams give you to da

Beast in the pit of hades

Thunder rolls stormy black clouds

I stole the 7th seal then the angel cried that's Scarecrow

I love you I wanna bang with you forever

But you too evil though we gonna give you to the devil

What's up Do you wanna come against me

Do you wanna get your a** earsed off the M A P

Devils daughter comin' out ni**a betta watch out

Because you got the queen of sins

Ni**a I'm gonna turn it out comin' to you mean

Because it's in me to f**k you up

Listen here dude it's a ride

So just buckle up smokin' on a f**kin' blunts

Till my mind's about to blow motherf**k the universe

Because we brought you da end hoe

First I want to grab a ni**a by his neck

Drag 'em to my f**kin' set

Take the ni**a blow and his cheese and them cigarettes

Put my gun up to his nose tie 'em up from head to toe

Take the b**ch to EverGreen throw 'em in da bayou

Call my niggas D and Blue Project Pat

Y'all know what to do

Creep through the streets with them thangs

Blast on any fool

Triple 6 killas in this motherf**ker runnin' sh*t

If you wanna playa hate the click then you done with

Gotta keep my head up no need for me to stop it

Get stuck so ruck wit' luck as to rollin'

Because Gansta Blac can't get f**ked

Look fool we creepin' on Ken

From Martin Luther and we wit' me

Ain't nuttin' but Prophet and thugs

And S P V's all up in me

Rimie sippin' while trippin'

While rippin' coners wit' Juice

Women rippin' while dippin'

And ain't no stoppin' this dude

So if yo' bank ain't on swoll

Ain't no stoppin' the Prophet

That's who was straight for the eight

And look who in it and out it ni**a

Look in da eyes of a mad man

Shoot 'em in the head man

Level on dat coco playa stata calla da balla

Killa Man fill the man with slugs when I'm full of drugs

Trust I'm on ya fool drug and a f**k 'em up

Can't stand in the first round fool

Down and what you learned to do

But you ain't got the right tools clowin' on your new C D

Now hoe tell me what that proved

I ain't seen sh*t new

Check ya bunch of bodies out of film hoe

The Prophet Posse let ya live

We'll kill ya next year

Kill 'em and robb 'em and beat 'em

And dump all they body parts into my trunk

Whoop whoop

Kill 'em and robb 'em and beat 'em

And dump all they body parts into my trunk

Whoop whoop

Kill 'em and robb 'em and beat 'em

And dump all they body parts into my trunk

Whoop whoop

Kill 'em and robb 'em and beat 'em

And dump all they body parts into my trunk

Whoop whoop

Dump all they body parts into my trunk