Three 6 Mafia Lyrics
Three 6 Mafia Lyrics
"Prophet Posse Lyrics"
An Earful O' Wax Lyrics
When you come around I can still be found in another world Pick a number or a name It's my favorite game in another world Chorus: Hey man what was that we said I'm going deaf I chase the widely open spaces Built in my head Can't make out what you say Won't pretend to even care in another world
When you come around I can still be found in another world Pick a number or a name It's my favorite game in another world Chorus: Hey man what was that we said I'm going deaf I chase the widely open spaces Built in my head Can't make out what you say Won't pretend to even care in another world
Chorus x8
Prophet Posse, the Posse bitch
(Scarecrow)
It's mafia time
Lord Infamous' mind
It just ain't stable
My actions are even more shocking and dockin'
Than murder between Kane and Abel
So stick 'em up
Everybody catch the ground
Cause I come from the city of Memphis
It's a rowdy town
(Gangsta Boo)
Well it's time for them Prophets
Ain't no turning trick
Ah, you fucked up with the wrong kind
Ghetto Boo bitch
Comin' at yo ass
Takin' over 97 this Mrs. Gangsta bitch
Married to this damn Prophet shit
(Scanman)
Watch how i pull these bitches
And you know the scareman's blastin' teflon's hi
You Can’t Have My Love Lyrics
YOU CAN’T HAVE MY LOVE WITH BILLY GRAY WRITERS BILLY GRAY, CHUCK HARDING, MARTY ROBERTS, MARK THOMPSON You've got the clothes and everything to make you look Just like a king, But you can't, no you can't have my love. You've got a big automobile and a chauffeur at the wheel, But you can't No you can't have m
t yo' feelin'sYOU CAN’T HAVE MY LOVE WITH BILLY GRAY WRITERS BILLY GRAY, CHUCK HARDING, MARTY ROBERTS, MARK THOMPSON You've got the clothes and everything to make you look Just like a king, But you can't, no you can't have my love. You've got a big automobile and a chauffeur at the wheel, But you can't No you can't have m
Nigga, I'll be damned if I'm gon' miss you
Gaurds of task, so you best react
Cause the Prophets are sprayin' motherfuckin' gats when I blast
When I blast
Them niggas on they back
(DJ Paul)
Excuse me sir
Can i get that card or that drivers' license
I need some two scoops
But not the raisin' of the wisest
Nicest, the feel of my body gets conset like Tyson
Roll them dices
Killin' my brain cells
But fuck it
We sacrificin' blow that shit
Chorus x7
(Juicy J)
It's that nigga that you love to hate
Deep in the north
Is where I stay, the one notorious Juicy J
I fold ya dogs an chop you away
The Barge Lyrics
(Instrumental)
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And get real high to this hear track(Instrumental)
Buck wild as hell is how we act
The Prophet Posse is on the attack
So what you haters watch your back
(Crunchy Blac)
There's no game that I'll play
With your bullshit niggas
Say what your ganna say
But a nigga will kill you
If you disrespect
Then nigga you'll feel me
And I dwell in hell
Catch a nigga like, feel me
(Indo G)
Some of these niggas on that doe
Some of these niggas on that hay
What you say, what you say hoe
Negro Indo crackin' them swishers daily
It's incredible, incredible, from the car
To the block in the motherfuckin' ghetto
Cheefin' in a meadow
Mount Washington Lyrics
Watching the sun coming up Mount Washington Forever testing your intention Watching the sun going down over Mount Zion And what you sing you never could say It ain't because there's and question do it to before it's done unto you It ain't because there's any question you love out of frame And nobody can keep you from th
hen I'm kickin' a line, I rhyme, every god damn timeWatching the sun coming up Mount Washington Forever testing your intention Watching the sun going down over Mount Zion And what you sing you never could say It ain't because there's and question do it to before it's done unto you It ain't because there's any question you love out of frame And nobody can keep you from th
(K-Roc)
Niggas that come to me (??) attention
Brothers and Prophet the Posse
Cause the Killa Roc and never stoppin' roll in a Viper
Niggas that like to be droppin' (droppin')
Juicy with the two nine, Paul with the forty
Motherfuckers on a paperchas, yeah
Killa from Three 6, K-Roc don't play
Don't play with me baby
(Project Pat)
We makn' moves in this rap industry
Like a magician
A legion of neighborhood niggas on a mission
For paper, project, my lyrics tight
Like a virgin
My lips ignite the mic, cause they get hype
When I'm cussin'
Chorus x5