Luyện nghe bài hát Hit A Muthafucker

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

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

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

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(??)
We ain't to stop until some down people die up in the audience
Word up, push to the floor
Put your in his guts so aple watch them fully trample
Shoot a pistol in the air, make it so kit kiddy handle
The crowd, the ru rush before a few gonna get crushed
Crush crush, we got it buck buck (The 6)
And the shows over I want to see (??) nothing but bodies
On the and they got no Three 6 (Surprise)

(??)
I heard the streets that a nigga has said, something about that
I think his was Cruchy Blac
But I walk up to his house, I upon his door
When he came to the door, I hit him in the
And I knocked him on the
Then I hit him and hit him
Then I told fucking boy
Shouldn't of ran his mouth about of the motherfucking prophet
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 styling at my
Why you behind my back
Hitting you you down when I (??) to attack
Never be fade
Cause this lady with right click
Now I'm shit
Call me misses bitch
Smoking automos all you boutin' my damn self
Never with you skanks
Cause I'm bad for your
Playa haters out you stars pullin' bout' yourself
We be stanking some fart under sheets, hold your breathe

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

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