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 motherfucker push a
I bet you

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

(??)
And let me crack you 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 futuristic and autistic mega plisto
I up many shots cuase on my run colegri pop
I make sure they get so wild, they bustin caps right on the
All around the planet rock, the clocks don't stop
My nigga gotta take a breathe
A keep till 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 trample
Shoot a pistol in the air, make it so kit can't handle
The crowd, the gotta ru rush before a few get crushed
Crush crush, we got it buck (The Three 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 knocked upon his
When he came to the door, I hit him in the
And I him on the floor
I hit him and hit him somemore
Then I told that boy
Shouldn't of ran his about of the motherfucking prophet boys
Cause the boys be hypnotizing all of ya'll
Ganna tear around your throat and drag you you want

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

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

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