a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

prophet posse – left’em dead lyrics

d-mn man a n-gg- pocket f-cked up in this mother f-cker
yeah! yeah! yeah! that’s f-cked up
a n-gg- need to find out how we go get some
dead presdients or something man
you know what i’m sayin a n-gg-
got to get straight around this mother f-cker
n-gg-s got that m-th- f-ckin sh-t, don’t wanna share it
n-gg-s we know you tight, m-th- f-cker you need to share that sh-t
before a n-gg- break you off something
(crunchy blac: prophet m-th- f-ckin entertainment)
you know what i’m saying, you know what i mean, a n-gg- go break you off
you need to share that sh-t, mother f-ckers f-cked up round here
we go take care of that, something go have to get straight
or something go have to go mother f-cking sour n-gg-!
a mother f-cker go have to handle ya mother f-cking -ss
n-gg- share that sh-t, a niggs know you on, a n-gg- know you tight
you better take care of ya boys dog
you know what i mean, a n-gg- go handle ya m-th- f-cking -ss
with the mother f-cking seriousness! b-tch!
it’s crunchy blac, the demon child another mystery made
another stang, boo set up another n-gg- in his grave
i’m crunchy scopin out you n-gg-s with that viper sh-t
you thank i’m straight, b-tch i ain’t straight i’m out to get your sh-t
my smiff-n-wession, teaches lessons for you hard head ho’s
to drop off you want feel pain at least it falls to his toes
but if you got ya f-ckin pistols and ya thank ya beat
n-gg- try ya luck and we’ll see
(scan man[killa klan kaze])
it’s a worldwide panic
so watch the scanman, get his automatic
then get crazy like a crimnal beacause
these n-gg-s don’t know nothing bout me
when you stack ya wealth
keep that sh-t between ya self
cause these killas from the prophet posse
go use 2 n-gg-s to make ya death
having a urge that can’t be replaced
out of the leaves, seen all them trees
then i leave with ya cheese
now prepare for the world to turn over
cause prophet posse n-gg-s just have tookin over!
chorus(project pat[killa klan kaze]) x2
young g’s looking out for a meal ticket
catch you slippin in ya sh-t and we will take it
to a level that you ho’s can not handle b-tch
6 shots from the glock left him dead
man i’m gettin tired of all you playa hatin b-tches
playa hatin on this game, you see a n-gg- out to get cha
you see i heard from ya ho’s you was flodgin bout ya riches
so i had to hit the klan tell we had to come and get cha
so i told them i’ll hit them back
so i can go get some facts
scopin out this n-gg- shack
making sure that sh-t is fat
then i hit lil skinny pat
told em that, that sh-t was fat
then my n-gg- project said
(project pat: when we go get this b-tch)
go to war crnchy and scan
drop them bodies off to the sh-r-
trying to get buck with this click
i’m insane in the brain
got me going after this?
wash the remains down to dry
in your yard, after dark
it’s them n-gg-s who like to rob
you go vanish from this place
scan man dares to wipe there eyes
so ya click is not to soon

- prophet posse lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS