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Prophet Posse - Turn Into Killaz lyrics
Chorus x3 
 Black motherfucker 
 Prophet posse my nigga 
 Give that 45 (when the stereo'pumpin') 
 Black motherfucker 
 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 fuckin' tax 
 Police pull me over 
 But I blast on them hoes 
 Cause I'm too fuckin' 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 bitches is an easy task 
 You fools can't last 
 I'm bulletproof with mouse on that ass, I dash 
 Through your mutherfucking crib 
 Soon as I find where you live 
 Flashlights in your face 
 Robbery or murder case 
 Roaming throught the motherfucking 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 fuckin' mic 
 I got the (??) Prophet Posse - Turn Into Killaz - http://motolyrics.com/prophet-posse/turn-into-killaz-lyrics.html
 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 fuckin' 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, bitch 
 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 motherfucker 
 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 motherfucking shit 
 DJ motherfuckin' Paul 
 I got my nigga nigga 
 Creepin this motherfucker hard 
 Prophet motherfuckin' posse 
 Turn the motherfuckin' head biatch 
 You all know the motherfuckers gone be in this thang 
 The 9-1-11-79-8 
 It all look shit 
 Tearin' theis motherfuckin shit off, tearin the club 
 Niggga motherfucker fight 
 Bring a motherucker (??) 
 The whole motherfuckin' 9 hoe 
 Black mother fucker prophet posse my nigga 
 (Prophet pro-prophet pro-prophet posse my nigga) x7 
 (Is, is my sounds that be turnin' niggas into killers) x9











