Prophet Posse - Turn Into Killaz Lyrics
Chorus x3 Black mother*****er Prophet posse my nigga Give that 45 (when the stereo'pumpin') Black mother*****er Prophet posse my nigga Is, is my sounds that be turnin't niggas into killers I kill kill kill (Prophet posse my nigga) I murder murder murder Hatas in my face Watch a nnigga hurt a 40 40 cal i pull out my big pocket (Prophet posse my nigga) I grab you by your neck I pull it out of socket Rang range range (Prophet posse my nigga) Wowa wowa wowa Give him this *****in' tax Police pull me over But I blast on them hoes Cause I'm too *****in' dangerous (Prophet posse my nigga) (Is, is if my sounds that be turnin' niggas into kilers) Get with the posse I thought you hoes could hang with us Killin' up you *****es is an easy task You fools can't last I'm bulletproof with mouse on that ass, I dash Through your muther*****ing crib Soon as I find where you live Flashlights in your face Robbery or murder case Roaming throught the mother*****ing black a paneria Prophet is my posse I doubt you seem so scarier Plan to talk shit but the ain't nothin' but characters Hundred thousand dollar cars Now how you gone laugh at us Chorus x2 I said we turnin' into killers As soon as we step on the stage Before I grab the *****in' mic I got the (??) I turn this up in the heart No need for somebody got I got the shit in control Even when a riot start We bout' to turn off the light We bout' to hit you with might We put put your (??) in the van And we gone spray in your life You *****in' with the wrong click The 44 just got clicked I hope you listen to me (Is, is my sounds that be turnin' niggas into killers) Cause nigga creepin' up to shit, ***** hear here mr. mr. nigga creep I got to make my stays Think those niggas on the trek They just don't know what got arranged This shit is strange mother*****er It's my speed personalities Leavin bodies torn up just like the red barron sea Crack needs makin' blood gush Into blood pools It don't bother me because i specialize on killin' fools Open up my crazy house Can't you see my mind's gone Let me kick my light switch Oh shit, bloods blown Chorus x2 Yeah, god damn it ya'll know who brought up this mother*****ing shit DJ mother*****in' Paul I got my nigga nigga Creepin this mother*****er hard Prophet mother*****in' posse Turn the mother*****in' head biatch You all know the mother*****ers gone be in this thang The 9-1-11-79-8 It all look shit Tearin' theis mother*****in shit off, tearin the club Niggga mother*****er fight Bring a motherucker (??) The whole mother*****in' 9 hoe Black mother *****er prophet posse my nigga (Prophet pro-prophet pro-prophet posse my nigga) x7 (Is, is my sounds that be turnin' niggas into killers) x9
