Luyện nghe bài hát Hit A Muthafucker

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I bet you
Hit a motherfucker hit a (Bitch)
Hit a hit a motherfucker
I bet you
Push a motherfucker a motherfucker (Hoe)
Push a push a motherfucker
I bet you

This ain't no we bring the pain
So don't you trip
Fallin the club with all thugs
And five extra
Deep alsways deep is how we come cause we no joke
So you hoes talk all this shit
We gonna cut ya
And let you chuck right out the door, the Three 6 Mafia
Now I was a fucking gun
We out so throw thangs
Don't hit white
Any why the fuck act you crazy man
We know you just some hoes
You let our nuts

(??)
And let me crack you up
Want to get you hypnotized cause you this
Keep a mystic of business than we run
You may not cap to the s's
Cause we young, my time, my
It's a futuristic and autistic mega plisto
I rack up many cuase on my run colegri pop
I make sure get so wild, they bustin caps right on the spot
All around the planet rock, the ghetto clocks don't
My nigga take a deep breathe
A keep blowin till drop

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(??)
We ain't going to stop until some people die up in the audience
up, push them to the floor
Put your in his guts so aple watch them fully trample
Shoot a pistol in the air, it so kit kiddy can't handle
The crowd, the gotta ru rush before a few gonna get
Crush crush, we got it buck buck (The 6)
And when the shows over I want to see (??) but bodies
On the floor and they got no 6 (Surprise)

(??)
I heard the streets that a nigga has said, something that nigga
I think his was Cruchy Blac
But I walk up to his house, I upon his door
When he to the door, I hit him in the mouth
And I knocked him on the
I hit him and hit him somemore
Then I that fucking boy
Shouldn't of ran his mouth about of the prophet boys
Cause the prophet be hypnotizing all of ya'll
Ganna tear around throat and drag you like you want

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(Gangsta Boo)
Why to at my face
Why you behind my back
Hitting you hitting you when I (??) to attack
Never be fade
Cause this lady roll right click
Now I'm talking
Call me misses bitch
Smoking automos all you hoes boutin' my self
Never hanging you skanks
I'm bad for your health
Playa haters out you stars cars bout' yourself
We be stanking like some fart under sheets, your breathe

(??)
(...??...)
See I up then niggas operator tellin me they
was stressed with you up on that house I'm hell
out there
See you telling tell who freezy's always shells
(...??...)
How she cares bout' her hair
Here he he stabbs around a hoe round'

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