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 push a (Hoe)
Push a motherfucker push a
I bet you

This no game we bring the pain
So you niggas trip
Fallin the club with all them
And extra clips
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 game
Now I was a fucking gun
We out so throw thangs
hit that white
Any why the act like you crazy man
We know you just some hoes
You let our hang

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

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(??)
We going to stop until some down people die up in the audience
up, push them to the floor
Put your foot in his guts so aple watch them fully
Shoot a pistol in the air, make it so kit 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 over I want to see (??) nothing but bodies
On the floor and got no Three 6 (Surprise)

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

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(Gangsta Boo)
Why to at my face
Why you behind my back
you hitting you down when I (??) to attack
Never can't be
Cause this lady roll right click
Now I'm talking
me misses mobb bitch
Smoking automos all you boutin' my damn self
Never hanging with you
I'm bad for your health
Playa haters out you stars pullin' cars bout'
We be stanking some fart under sheets, hold your breathe

(??)
(...??...)
See I call up then operator tellin me they
was with you up on that house that I'm hell
Looking out
See you telling always tell who always shells
(...??...)
How she really cares her hair
he thinks he stabbs around a hoe round'

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