Luyện nghe bài hát Hypnotize Cash Money

How you love this Playboy? one here bezzled out
With the Hot Boys and the Tear Da Club Up
like this
Ridin' on twenties, and New Orleans
We gonna show you how we do

Y'all the motherfuckin' score, bitch
Y'all boys, y'all boys, ready for this
Hot Boys, Hot Boys with the Three 6
40 Cal in my draws, from them laws
A clip is rolled in my sock, I'm hoping that I fall

I'm certainly hittin' corners, hittin' gates, is dirty, plenty tight
Leapin' tall buildings in a single bounce, feelin' ceiling
Hear me this, if I go, I better go in
But in Tennessee, bugged out nigga stunts

Fuckin' with me, huh? You fuckin' the wrong one
That fire spit my K have your wig cooked when I'm done
Now hold up B-Geezy, seems to be the blood clot?
Is it for me to go, shoot up them, drug spot?

killa Weezay, they drug spot is fuckin' up a nigga, cheezay
Get 'em out and shut that bitch
Huh, well, ride, nigga
We high, realize they all die, nigga
Them Hot Boys started

We gonna fire, nigga, wet 'em good
your hand rid a bye, bye, bye, nigga
Shut down hood and shoot they streets on both sides, nigga
We the Hot B. lighters, ridin' at nighters in two red

They gonna expect two snipers splittin' heads like
Puttin' they clique in a blender bustin' gats like
Full of that danger in all black like
And if a nigga want some more we be back like this

Sosate, Lord, 'cause the war competors on irregular
Intruders face these barracudas, you nigga predators
Double barrel bust, warned them, now they surely scared of us
Seriously, we party, stay out the streets or the territory

Cowards of the hour, by my tower, flower power
and devour, face the boom, boom, boom, power
Tear Da Up Thugs, kickin' it with the Hot Boys
'Cause our weapons weigh a ton and we came to bring the

I'll wet a nigga, for anything, me and my Hot Boy clique
Quick to dress in all black and a nigga like shit
Two on a thug nigga, 'bout it since my younger days
Been pullin' triggers, been thru the hallways
Playin' it raw, sparkin' at

Any place, anywhere my fuckin' 9
I got an army of niggas with gats
'Bout splittin', head ass niggas Craig, Ron and
Hot and Three 6, they teamed up realer
Wanna start beef, it's a must, we freeze it up,

Real trigger and you a nigga, now who did it?
Motherfucker, no stomach, too scary to admit it
Rear view mirror fucked up, so I can't see they coming
Yesterday I got spooked out and drewed out on an old

I the lady, "Look I'm sorry, miss, I knew I was wrong
But you came so fuckin' to me, I thought it was on
That's why my partners is gone, they done seen an approaching
And a nigga got 'em, if it was me, I would smoked him

Let's stop all this 'cause they couldn't catch Lil Duane
motherfuckers think a syringe in this man
Shit if hammers in tap ons, don't even worry 'bout it
Left 'em in the garbage expectin' they'll find an city, youngsta
I'm an all hustla, get paid in many ways

Knew a Dre to get played, had a connection Yah
Once before I went in a house and killed
Hit the nigga for dirty hoes that he kept under the
Now I'm the Three 6 mob pushin' them Burbs
done made a come up Hot Boys from the 3rd

It's the Juice comin' up out the dark apart
North Memphis niggas always heart and we
Shit with these motherfuckin' haters, we no traders
Bustin' hustlas and some G's about that paper

Pass that if you a friend of me
Usually punk tricks kill a of Hennesey
And get wild in the club, that's how we be
All you gang
Throw them thangs and them teeth, it's on

Niggas be sizin', niggas ridin', sign on niggas
But die for a few niggas
Suga Slim, and my Hot Boy Clique
forget my B.G.
'Cause I know he'll a nigga more for me, bitch

But I'm with Three 6 and I'm showin' love
these Tennessee hoe suck dick till they see blood
Wearin' my glove in case I gotta bust a niggas head, 'cuz
Niggas Bentlies on dubs, TV's with VC's is a must

Automatic strap plus and my soldiers
On my no matter what
got four and B.G. got ten
While my golds, nigga, we all in
Turk got the red beam team, R Rolls Royce showin' love
to Miami and bought a Lamborgini on dubs

Niggas buttons to show these hoes we worth somethin'
And my baby, momma, the bitch play too games
Said she was takin'
Now she pregnant again, but it's all gravy,
And my children gonna be strapped, if I'm blind, or crazy, baby
Playboy, you can that

How you love it now
Manny on the motherfuckin' tracks, boy
Yo, yo, yo, Hypnotized, motherfuckin' Mindz
Up in here, you me?
Hot Boys with Three motherfuckin' 6