Smoked Out, Loced Out Prophet Posse (Ft. Killa Klan Kaze & K-Rock)

[Chorus]
Loced out, loced out, loced out lo-loced out loced out
Triple, triple six mafia, mafia
Loced out, loced out, loced out lo-loced out loced out
Triple, triple six mafia, mafia
Loced out, loced out, loced out, lo-loced out loced out
Triple, triple six mafia, mafia
Loced out, loced out, loced out lo-loced out loced out
Triple, triple six mafia, mafia

[Verse 1: K-Rock]
Nigga, what you know 'bout the K-Rock the bald head?
Nigga, we Prophet, motherfucker, don't stop it
Scan fuckin' Man wit' the Glock, make 'em drop it
Damn fool, what's this?
Step into the cut, just smokin' and smokin'
See me locin' and chokin' it
They buck, buck, buck when the po-pos come again
Buck, buck, buck, buck!
Now I was chillin' and ridin' with a couple of my niggas
They caught the motherfucker slippin'
With a mean look to my face, "where you goin'?"
You dodgin' my bullets, runnin' from the deathbed
Two shots to the head, now that nigga dead
I'm outside, be high
Motherfuckers is smoked out and loced out, yeah
If it's a nigga with anna, let it flow to the grave
Let it roll to the dead