Luyện nghe bài hát Hit A Muthafucker

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

ain't no game we bring the pain
So you niggas trip
the club with all them thugs
And five clips
Deep alsways deep is how we come cause we no joke
So when you hoes talk all this
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
Don't hit that
Any why the fuck act you crazy man
We know you niggas some hoes
You let our nuts

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And let me you mind up
Want to get you hypnotized cause you scarecrow
Keep a mystic type of business we run
You may not cap to the s's
we young, my time, my flex
It's a and autistic mega plisto plex
I rack up many cuase on my run colegri pop
I make sure they get so wild, they bustin caps on the spot
All around the planet rock, the ghetto don't stop
My nigga gotta take a breathe
A keep blowin till they

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

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

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(Gangsta Boo)
Why to at my face
Why you talks my back
Hitting you hitting you down I (??) to attack
Never can't be
Cause this lady roll right click
Now I'm shit
Call me mobb bitch
Smoking automos all you hoes boutin' my damn
hanging with you skanks
Cause I'm bad for your
Playa haters out you stars pullin' cars yourself
We be stanking like some fart under sheets, hold your

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

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