Yeah, we back up in this *********a 
Prophet mother******' 
Posse hoeThree 6 
Mafia, M-Child a whole bunch of *********as
And ready to do this ************t you wanna ********** a hoe
Then wait until you're back when the war's gone ************
You better recognize you mother******' suckas
Thinkin' that 
I'm for the 9-7 once again, it's on
Bout to pull yo' mother******' ass in ************
Woow, woow, woow, woow, woow, woow, woo
Now when they comes to the hood, 
I be like black haven zone
And when it comes to parts of the body, 
I got more than 
Auto zoneIn the middle of fa************on 
I got to keep it like rockin'
Them people callin' it green that smoke how much 
I like itAgain it's up to him 
I need to let some shots off
It's DJ Paul with 
Teflon so take that bulletproof off
When they jump, 
I pump to put some murderin' punks
And then I dump all his bodyparts into my trunk
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 bloody 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 ********** 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 crisp, you got no heart
You **********s front from the start
I want to fill my ******g backyard with your bodyparts
Wuss up mista trick do you wanna get with this?
Pimp type ass ************ down with the 
Triple 6My 
Lexus trunk or 
Viper Prophet 
Posse nothin' nicer
In this ******' body parts through the air 'cause we come to get it crunk
Several bodies in my trunk never denyin'
Always high, and ********** you playa hatin' punks
Always stayin' on the top look at the 
Billboard 
ChartsProphet 
Posse takin' over ********** now we got you high
I don't know you why the ********** you all in my grill
I'm stackin' buck on you **********s, sayin' you so so trill
You ain't no killa my lyrics leave you scared to go to sleep
Sleepin' with the lights on, hoe you cautious of me
Me and about 80 mo' mother**********as who comin'4 and 5 vans deep while your ************ ass runnin'
We be the 
Prophet, devilish, and meanin' click so tight
M-Child, Orange 
Mound, smokin' out every night, ************
I met this dude last week who said he slangin' double keys
Also had a hook up on some tall and some light 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'll be choppin' up my bag of herbs
Plus a pure herb, 
AK's, all kinds a guns'
Till the ********** pulled his car to the side and stopped the run
Please don't test these murderers slugs 
I will pump in to 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
Whichever you choose you lose, you lose
First time on the maximum, don't be a trick
To see them hats talk ************t but they don't know the deal
**** sella 
BHZ's where 
I dwell-ah
They looked into the barrel of my jet black 
BarrettaRatta, tatta, is all you heard
To see you **********s comin' up in the [unverified]
But watch the game 'cause you don't got no friends
Droopy Drew 
Dog self made to the end
Check this here ********** will, rob and steal, mob and kill
And it feel they don't feel what 
I feel, then 
I fillThem up with bullet lead, two to the head
Then I lay them in graves that 
I dig just for them, yes it is
Slammin' bones, throwin' licks, puttin' ******* in there clicks
Kaze in this mother********** down with 
Prophet click
Clack, boom, doom, for you hats and you realas
Mos************erg 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 ******' damn fool we
Ridin', drinkin', dankin', bodies stankin', 
I can smell it well
And if them police pull us over 
I'm the first to bail
Jackin' and packin' and takin' those fakin' ass *******
That thinkin' that all of us is red instead while 
I drop this track
I flack, I'm ready, 
I'm straight from very bone
To the mother**********a fall out on the floor see 
Triple 6, it's on
************ every mud up in a source bone
I don't wanna kill a mother*******, betta get a mother*******
For talkin' that ************t, uh, 
I don't wanna kill a mother*******
Betta get a mother******* for crossin' my click, ************
Boogety boogety bang bang, ********** blew your brains
On the mother******' wood grain **********
Pullin' the trigga like uh die **********, uh die **********
Mother******* 
I'm K Roc, 
I dump the bodyparts into my trunk
See me after 
Killa Klan, seein' that 
K Roc solo burn
Makin' up in my green, 
Prophet Posse my **********
Gimme that forty glock and 
I'ma jump, pullin' the trigger
I see traitors lookin' at playa hats fakin' while we blast our gat
I don't know where you're at hey boy, 
I better witness a [unverified]
If a ********** don't believe me, tricks afraid in front of the car
To that ditch, 
I dumped all his bodyparts into my trunk