Luyện nghe bài hát First 48

Three 6 Mafia f/ Al Kapone, 8Ball & MJG, DJ Fly, Project Pat

DJ Paul talking: yeah yeah yeah it's goin down m- motherfucking motherfucking-town bitch. The originaters up in this bitch, we got dj spanish fly, project pat, al kapone, 8ball and mjg, three 6 mafia. whats up to sunny d, dj bk, the whole m-town 901 up in this hoe nigga quit playin with yo motherfucking bitch.

Chorus: DJ
I'ma This to the real
All these hatin' ass gettin killed
Fuck a put em on the first 48
a fame put em on the first 48
I'ma Dedicate This to the
All these ass niggaz gettin killed
Fuck a fame put em on the 48
a fame put em on the first 48

Verse 1: Pat
Crack kill apple but i make a stack
Scream to a rat
Here with the clack
40 balls bustin at mom
Nigga will i
Read a magazine till your body
Seem angellic pitbulls till a miss
Any one who is near yo bad take a
Hood who cares you can die too
Around here with that i'ma try you

Verse 2: Al
Trick i ride for my I die for my city
Put your m's up high if you niggaz wit me
This for my south north memphis
Westwood orange blackhave to the bay
Its all the m-town
I know you though we would never come together hoe
Its a new day now we on a new level hoe
Al Kapone Al Ka B Last of breed
is for my pioneers to the M Memphis, Tennesse

Verse 3: DJ Fly
Dj Spanish Fly man never ever up
Still doin that same flow that you wanna get real buck
Get real buck like you havin a heart
Drunk up off in the and you know you not get no stacks
Sweat it out let it out them devils they stop you
You be on the grind while haters be like broke fools
Memphis, Tenn baby and we known for that fire
The whole wide world you betetr get and duck down

4: 8Ball
M-gang nigga thats tennesse
Game Pimpin big 8Ball MJG the blame
Hip hop boom slang this ain't for the
Some like rock n pimpen let ya nuts hang
Gangsta walk walk nigga its the same thang
Take it from your og orange mound in the game
We got the power to run thangs and make
Foward green change we can reagrange

5: MJG
Get up the whole city to a sit up
Drop down do push ups you spit up
Memphis this is a brand new awakenin
Everything is precisly ain't no mistakenin
We done tried to stop nah ain't no way i'm in
Get buck luxery is what we in
MJG pump gas to ya eyes
I'm a grown ain't no i go hard

Verse 6: J
I meet litte fr-freak from the stre-street
A sexy fine girl that i ke-ke-keep
She had me up all-ervy
ATM credit swiped
She in plastic i gotta ha-have it
She say sprung a neighboorhood
Ain't no that can stop me
She looked like coffee
When shes in yo she'll keep you crunk
And you buck like walk off in the back with guns out
em give it up
She keep your heart beat fast
Down make her hotta
Every i see her she with me 40 and my dollar

Verse 7: DJ
Yeah Yeah yeah yeah the king of the m-town
See I reck you haters like i reck this
Then I Then I trade it in like i this broads
Walk up Walk up out the square with nan squire
Lookin like my 4 still shinin like a star
See i'm a vet not a vetenarian
Get rid of your flesh if i was a vegetarian
Fuck em fuck em feed em
let the bat carry em
their fuckin fuckin family
Then i'm gonna bury
I told i was the king but they didn't wanna believe me
Till the bullets hit em and they started to
Boy you a lesser not a guester
When we started leakin up shirt thats a guesser
You realized that i wasn't with your plan
You realized you have the fuckin man
Finally out that your on the wrong fucking land
9 to the whole town we playin

Boogalo (DJ Paul)talking: Yeah hoe you what motherfuckin time it is
Damage sheil oh yeah in this motherfucka (nigga don't creep we put you motherfucking hoes to sleep.