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

This ain't no we bring the pain
So you niggas trip
Fallin the club with all thugs
And five clips
alsways deep is how we come cause we ain't no joke
So when you hoes talk all this
We gonna cut ya
And let you right out the door, the Three 6 Mafia game
Now I was a fucking gun
We out so them thangs
Don't hit that
Any why the fuck act you crazy man
We you niggas just some hoes
You let our hang

(??)
And let me you mind up
Want to get you hypnotized cause you this
Keep a mystic type of business 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 shots cuase on my run colegri pop
I sure they get so wild, they bustin caps right on the spot
All around the planet rock, the ghetto clocks don't
My gotta take a deep breathe
A keep blowin till drop

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(??)
We ain't going to stop some down 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, make it so kit kiddy can't
The crowd, the ru rush before a few gonna get crushed
Crush crush, we got it buck (The Three 6)
And when the shows over I to see (??) nothing but bodies
On the and they got no Three 6 (Surprise)

(??)
I heard the streets that a nigga has said, something that nigga
I think his was Cruchy Blac
But I up to his house, I knocked upon his door
When he came to the door, I hit him in the
And I knocked him on the
I hit him and hit him somemore
Then I told fucking boy
Shouldn't of ran his mouth about of the prophet boys
Cause the prophet boys be hypnotizing all of
Ganna tear 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 hitting you down when I (??) to
can't be fade
Cause lady roll with right click
Now I'm talking
Call me mobb bitch
Smoking automos all you hoes boutin' my damn
Never hanging with you
Cause I'm bad for health
Playa haters out you stars cars bout' yourself
We be stanking like some under sheets, hold your breathe

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

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