Luyện nghe bài hát Body Parts 4

(DJ Paul)
Crunchy Blac, Boogie Mane, Boy, Lil Wyte, Chrome,
Granddaddy Souf, J, Project Pat, DJ Paul the King of Memphis
'em up

(Hook)
Kill 'em and rob 'em and 'em and
dump all these body parts into my

(DJ Paul)
Hypnotized Minds! HCP! Hypnotized Posse!
We do this for all you thievin ass wanna be us ass niggaz out there!
Stealin motherfucker! Take ya fake asses on nigga keep it real
Make money like we makin it nigga! Throw it down!

(Crunchy Blac)
never been a motherfuckin bitch
Hypnotized just to get that grip
Yall talk cuz ya talk like a bitch
Yall niggaz cuz ya walk like a bitch
Now aint that shit ya hatin on this click
You gon a nigga get up wit cha bitch
yo wig oh yes I did
I told you you don't want it with a Hard kid!

(Boogie Mane)
I done warned the glock spot to spot hit the
Hit a nigga for his stash
the rock nigga was got that was the plot
dodge the cops labeled it another closing shop
Open it up for closin it up I don't a fuck
On a daily basis I be it up
it up choppin it to match it wit dub
Give us a club Six tearin it up

(Frayser Boy)
These niggaz misleaded I'mma throw the blow
a nigga shirt soaked playin get cha merked ho
Chop it yeah I hope folk money what I fo
Paul & sent me gotta put cha in the dirt bro
Comin wit the pistols is we can get you guys
Frayser Boy Bizzle or Beezy its the
HCP them my folks got my eyes low
If you know what I know run that to my doe

(Lil Wyte)
We motherfucker we smack motherfuckers
If you step in our way killaz motherfucker
But yall know yall heard all that befo
done seen the Fo-fos and folks kick in ya doe
You done seen the pump bout to see a Chevy trunk
Lights out next to the Mississippi plumped up
Tape hog tied place wrong time
Hypnotized Minds trick knocked ya up off ya

(Lil Chrome)
All my muhfuckers you niggaz should already
I'm the truth and out the never been a ho
Get yo ass sideways cut ya through the doe
You ain't know I'm a young rich gangsta
Never been one of them old type wanksta
I'm a smart muhfucker ask my mama who me
A niggaz mad cuz they know they can't fade me
I'm Carleone Paul & Juicy who pay me

(Granddaddy Souf)
Well its ya boy Grandaddy (Souf) me Mr. Man
Fuckin all ya ya nieces and ya mammies
See I could give a fuck about ya tossin all ya tough
You like me nigga hit me in my mouth
Man don't talk it be about it get cha point across then
ass nigga boy you softer than cotton
Fight me or squash it cuz I ain't bout the spit
Hootin and hollerin a cheerleader squadron

(Juicy J)
You can't be like me D cuz I'm hurtin ya
No competition with the cuz its curtains
It ain't nothin shakin but some pimps in this
why you muggin and yo face lookin pizzissed
Stay cars ballin out like to shizine
You askin questions how the hell them niggaz do that
We smoke the best of dro while she down wit some
My like the red carpet still on the blue side

(Project Pat)
They me up just like 2Pac and I went plat-ti-num
it down for a calendar I'm right back at them
Took my game then weighed it up on a beam
Niggaz rob kill steal for the ghet-ty
U.S. Marshal at my house want to kill me dead
Wanna see me in a box bullet in my head
I'm was "I ain't did shit why you hatin this?"
Ghetto thugs know my rap songs they to this

(DJ Paul)
I been doin this too long to be strugglin livin like this
Fuckin off with major labels slayed me a bitch
And these got cheese and ride on it mean hoes
But on the road doin free shows
Tryna get a few spins in a few
I up back in the day I wouldn't use my glock
I hear a lotta corny shit on the
because they record company wouldn't spend dough
Yeah my got a hook up wit MTV
But they just keep forgettin to tell 'em me
They try to play like it's and its family
But all my marketing goin to {****}
Da Club Up was the first Crunk fight song
I that in 92 a lil not long
That it 10 million sold and we still ain't on
That's why 6 is the MOst Known Unknowns...