Three Six Mafia Body parts 2 Lyrics
            [dj paul]
            Yeah, we back up in this m________a
            Prophet m_________in' posse hoe
            Three 6 mafia, m-child
            A whole bunch of m________as
            And ready to do this s___
            You wanna f___ a hoe
            Then wait until you're back
            When the war's gone b____
            You better recognize you m_________in' suckas
            Thinkin' that i'm for the 9-7
            Once again, it's on
            Bout to pull yo' m_________in' a__ in b____
            Woow, woow, woow woow woow woo
        
            [dj paul]
            Now when they comes to the hood
            I be like black in my zone
            Now when it comes to parts of the body
            I got more (??)
            In the middle of fashion i got to keep it like rockin'
            And people callin' it green
            That smoke how much i like it
            Again it's up to him
            I need to let some shots off
            and dj paul with teflon also take that bulletproof off
            But when they jump, i pump
            To put some murderin' punks
            And then i dump all his bodyparts into my trunk
        
            Scarecrow
            Play
            I'ma terror from the end
            I'll watch that body explode
            If they retaliate i blast
            I think about you won't find them b_____ clothes
            Kill 'em though
            Don't you know
            I want to get rid of those faked up hoes
            It's the city of memphis
            Watch me witness how this n____ unload
            Rage make me regularly, force me blood
            I feed ya' hot lead slugs and watch you drip like fudge
            I'm nuts
            You got no crips
            You got no heart
            You n____s from the start
            I want to fill my f___ing backyard with your bodyparts
        
            [gangsta boo]
            Wussup mista trick
            Do you wanna get with this
            Pimp type a__ b____ down with the triple 6
            My lexus trunk or viper
            Prophet posse nothin' nicer
            In this f___in' body parts through the air
            f___ you playa hatin punks
            I was layin' on the top
            Look at the billboard charts
            Prophet posse takin' over
            n____ now we got you high
        
            [m-child]
            I don't know you,
            Why the f___ you all in my grill,
            I'm stayin, buck on you
            n____z say you so so treal,
            You ain't no killa,
            Sleepin' with the lights on,
            Hoe you contious of me,me and about 80 mo' m____fuckaz who comin',
            4 and 5 vans deep, while ya b____ a__ runnin',
            We be the prophet devilish and meanin' click so tight,
            M-child orange mound,
            Smokin' out evey night...b____!!!!
        
            [juicy j]
            I met this fool last week
            Who said he slangin' double keys
            Also had a group of bustin' all tall and some like, green ink
            What you think
            I was tryin' to plan a robbin' spree
            So i drove a low key car
            Tryin' to fool the streets
            Curve after curve
            I return tryin' not to swerve
            Knowin' by the hour i be chippin' up my bag of herbs
            (??) herb ak's all kinds a guns
            Till the n____ pulled his car to the side and stopped the run
        
            [scanman]
            please don't test these murderers
            Slugs i will pump at your gut
            Scan from the killa klan kaze
            I will dump your bodyparts into my trunk
            Let's go ride then play a game
            What's the game
            The game of names
            Now which, which one would you choose
            Which ever you choose you lose, you lose
        
            [droopy drew dog]
            First time on the maximum, don't be a trick
            To see them hatas talk s___ but they don't know the deal
            Dope sella
            B h p's while i dwella
            They looked into the barrel of my chin black barretta
            Ratta tatta is all you heard
            To see you n____s comin' up
            In the (??)
            But watch the game
            Cause you don't got no friends
            Droopy drew dog self made to the end
        
            [crunchy blac]
            Check this here
            n____s will, rob and steal, mob and kill
            And it feel
            They don't feel
            What i feel, then i fill
            Them buck will
            Bullet lead two to the head
            Then i lay them in graves
            That i dig
            Just for them
            Yes it is
        
            [project pat]
            Slammin' bones, throwin' leaks
            Puttin' b____es in there clicks
            Kaze in this m_________
            Down we prophet click
            Clack boom doom for you hatas and you realas
            Mossberg slug to your grill
            You can feel this
            Trigger happy, nappy headed, set it don't you see me
            Project pat is down
            But ain't no f___in' d___ fool
            We ridin' drinkin' dankin' bodies stankin' i can smell them well
            And if the police pull us over
            I'm the first to bail
        
            [indo g]
            Jackin' and packin' and takin' those fakin' a__ b____es
            That thinkin' that all of us is red instead
            While i drop this track
            I flack (??) i'm straight from very bone
            To the m_________a filin' out
            I'm the first
            See triple 6, it's'on
            b____ every mud up in a source bone
            I don't wanna kill a motha, betta get a m_________er for talkin' that
            s___
            Huh, i don't wanna kill a m_________er, betta get a m_________er for
            Crossin' my click b____
            Boogety boogety bang bang n____ blew your brains
            On the m_________in' wood grain n____
            Pullin' the trigga like uhh die n____ uhh die n____
        
            [k roc]
            m_________er
            K roc i dump but what i see in my trunk
            See me after killa klan
            Seein' that k roc solo burn
            Makin' up in my green
            Prophet posse my n____s
            Gimme that forty glock
            In my (??) pullin' that trigga
            I see traitors lookin' at playa hatas
            Fakin' while we blast our gat
            I don't know where you're at
            But hata i better witness a (??)
            If a n____ don't believe me, tricks afraid in front of the car
            To that ditch
            I dumped all his bodyparts into my tr
        
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