Luyện nghe bài hát Hypnotize Minds/Profit Posse

{DJ Paul:
Ah yeah, the scariest Klan
in the land. Who run us?
The good, the bad, the ugly.
Prophet Posse nigga, who up in this motherfucker?

{Lord talking}
You got Lord Da Scarecrow Kaiser Sosate

{MC Mack:
Yeah nigga MC motherfucking Mack for life Killa Klan fear no man bitch.

Man: talking}
Scan Man bitch.

{Crunchy Black:
Crunchy motherfucking Black up in bitch right here.

J: talking}
Juice man up in motherfucker.
you all to the motherfucking floorhoe.

{DJ talking}
Pat, Koopsta Knicca,
the motherfucking Tear da Club up Thugs, GangstaBoo, G, its on.
You hooooooooooooooooooe!!!!

Knicca}
get down shut the up
bitches make a sound
body found on the
don't fuck with mentally
I'm taking the pussy these trizicks
so you mess with any of
cause I can
to go an order take the four door
to help me this shit
don't forget
foe I spit in your
putting in they credit
man fuck them goddamn
and that's not all
your bound to
put my hand on the
break it down motherfucking law dealers
and you know the Mafi face in the y'all

{Crunchy
got my mug on my
to quickly erase
one of y'all haters done your taste
one of y'all niggas done your faith
yes I hate when you
yes I love when you
but put a hole in you
you laying in a puddle of blood

{MC of Killa Klan Kaze}
nigga look at all the that I done done
at all the shit that we been thru
reminiscence on hoes that I broke
and thinking of loose things I would do
I be the MC Mack for life matter
im standing on my own to
G's and making loot
gotta flip them
we clone
going on up in our place y'all
we
knowing that always brings you
no matter how much I rap about
to just like me turns the frowns
I'm to break it on down
a quarter pound nigga
take to the shit I speak
Killa Klan Kaze, da Club up Thugs
we on the frequent trick to sleep Killa

{Scan Man of Killa Kaze}
come out nigga
kamikaze in my soul
crazy is the Man
but you niggas just hear me though
devil is what I do
man I just give a fuck
trick us with that mic
you hoes can catch a fucking
kicking it's the Man
now I'm like a motherfucking murder man
dropping bitches in my
we heard fucking nine blast
evil be Posse crew
we have no L-O-V
so we watch you burn in our

Infamous}
they ask me
do you worship the
and some of the
I they see the horns on my head
why must you even question what I in silly mortal
you test the third powerful force in the galaxy
shake ya
your very essence burnt soul
and you ask me do I that
bitch im Kaiser
I believe I hate you worse that
wish I let every nuclear missile
an unknown course
let the man with trumpets and the
feel my force

{DJ
look into the of a mad man
him in the head man
Loco off that plant
saw them all and called the Man
m now its us
when I'm full of
and I dare the
m up
load Cutlass up
with fucking click
busting on you hoes gatorade Hennessy
my be straight from hypnotized Tennessee
fuck with me, double
turn to catastrophes, lacking these
killers me up in my faculty

Pat of Killa Klan Kaze}
its its gangsta
niggas perpetrating
thug roles
Willy punk
staring at the nose
I say motherfuck those
lames get you hoes
when you bitch
should have on your tip toes
out for the enemy
violator don't say to me
eyes tighter a Chinese
this Hennessy murder me
if you get the first ups on your trigger

J}
I by myself
when it come to handling
them on the shelf
and I'm to keep me spinning
and when a nigga
best believe the gon finish
I feel like Jeffery
chopping in the kitchen
I walk
I'm in a daze like a killer
with a .357 to my
(squeeze the nigga)
not saying that I wanna kill
on the for
had weeks
and I'm like the thriller

{Prophet
Hypnotize Posse
C-A-M-P Posse
Hypnotize Posse
C-A-M-P Posse
{talking, screaming, yelling, and till fade}