Who We Be - Gangsta Boo/Prophet Posse/Juicy J
You think they have any idea
You think they know were coming
Those people are paranoid they figure somebody's coming
They just don't know when
I don't know my gut says they have no idea
Yo se yo se
Yo se lo que tiene pa' me
Yo se yo se
Yo se lo que tiene pa' me
I know I know
I know what you got for me
I know I know
I know what you got for me
You hit the corner quick as f**k
Slipped in the puddle and you fell
I stepped over your shoulders then I rough rocked your bells
The Zima's on the rims are yelling flex are hella rough
I'm coming hit man style
And leave your pillow filled with slugs
Motherf**k watch I huff
Then I puff wet you up
When the mourners gumming on
Coke and Rum doing devil stuff
Kaiser Soze Tear da Club up Thugs I yell it out loud
Scarecrow I keep ganja smoke flying out my mouth
Another war kamikazes drop them bodies onto the shore
I thought there were no more
Enemy Three 6 me and Crunchy bomb they click
So on the train in the rain Scans waiting for you man
When I get you extracts brain
And wash your remains down the drain
So blast my words will hit you harder than a gun
Six-thousand sound of funk weighing more than a ton
So why would you wanna run your mouth
And have some anna
Your questions all ask about my baby Scandalous
There's no cries in my life there's no games
That I won't play
There ain't no hoe up in me ni**a b**ch
Get out my f**king way
Ni**a I rob ni**a I steal ni**a
I put your body in a field
Three 6 Mafia Prophet the Posse-a
Still coming up trying to kick this sh*t real
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
Why must I emphasis a white guy can be waiting
Satan he holds my hand oh lord
I hope your listening
Come on in let me take you on a ride (on a ride)
Inside I fail to realize (realize)
There is the holding cell of Koopsta ain't no changing it
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)
Call me psychotic or your very closest enemy
(closest enemy)
There ain't no flodging
Cause these Memphis niggas snort pe
And drink that motherf**king Hennessey and smoke w**d
(smoke w**d)
Yeah I'm that fool
That's everlasting like the M-O-B (M-O-B)
And I'm that fool that's quick to blast
If you f**k with me
And if you ask me where I'm from
I'll tell you Evergreen
(d**e niggas Evergreen)
And if you ask me
Why I slum its just the look in me
(yeah that's right)
Aight
I'm bumping Kaze up in my changer
Getting high you from the sounds
Juice and DJ lace the track
We blowing up foe trick not down
Thinking of lyrics from the past
I'm making b**ches pay the cost
Since we ain't taking any kind of lost
I be MC Mack the under boss
With the Killa Klan Kaze ready to ride
And do what need to be done
The Triple Six Mafia and Prophet Posse
Leave more heat than the f**king sun
I'll be done in a second therefore you act
As if we gotta attack 'em
What's the conclusion from all this sh*t
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
Shoot out before I make it some split a ni**a f**kin' dome
Got sh*t to make your whole hood battle
Yall hoes ain't seen an Uzi's arrow
From dusk to dawn leaving bodies numb with my gun
Shoot I'll tell you
I'm on that blow Prophet Posse with me hoe
Or with Tear da Club up Thugs weapons like a GI Joe
Walk up to the sissy ni**a where nothing can save him
Now sit back relax and let this 12 inch gauge in
Automatic gunfire when your time to die
Left you in a coma
F**king off with busters in these streets
Got you causing drama
Marijuana feels my congregation your affiliation
With the wrong click of motherf**kers got annihilation
On your program who's the man
With the master plot
Fresh up out the pen once again
With the mask and glock
Shot you point blank range feeling strange
Put that a** in shock
Project got an answer for you b**ches Posse closing shop
Ni**a ni**a what what what you wanna do
With your p**sy a** crew trying to get a load of Boo
I be the one to bring the pain
Bring the rain on a sunny day
Smiling in your face mean mug it with a pistol play
Know you b**ches out to hate me
I'm self explanatory
I'll leave you wet like a fat
P**sy in an orgy
Snatch your f**king soul
I'm the cold that's in the winters hoe
Mess with me you die you can't tango with my 44
Drinking on some Henn
And some V and some P it be in me b**ch
Smoking on some w**d 100% it be fire b**ch
What you trying to do
I done already did it baby
If you wanna rumble come get
Your a** up don't be a baby
Plain as it may be we done talked
Around each one of your cities
Ask my brother Eric he be witnessing
What he ain't seen
But she don't bother no one
She be Mrs Lady claiming clout
On your a** we'll make a test
To blast what they talking bout
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