Luyện nghe bài hát M.e.m.p.h.i.s.

Finally, I got all real niggaz on on a muthafuckin' song
Niggaz that's down to cut muthafuckin' heads
From hear to ATL, to Nashville, back to the M-town
And you know what that mean
Makin' easy money, pimpin' hoes is bitch
Makin' easy money, hoes is serious nigga

Call a nigga, drug dealer, out here on the track
smoker, coke snorter, come and get a pack nigga
Cane slangier, bitch banger, dog I'll it to ya
If you got a problem with me, holla at my

Dro puffer, cheese come up, when we on the jack
Hit you in the head, with the gat, your skull crack
Blood gushin', head rushin', act first, no
Come with that bullshit, then the bullets start

First crime, we with Mystic Stylez on grime
You slip, I Live By My Rep don't with mine
Da End, the souls of men embedded
The Posse, the Prophet, the Posse, we all

We brutal, the Chapter 2 to end the
Our mind, in reminds, Crazed N Laz Dayz
Hypnotize, and blazed gold plate
6, sixty 1, The Smoke Clears, evaporate

I got a 357, a tec with a clip
A 180 pounds witha that will bust lips
killaz on my side, if I tell 'em they gon' get
A fiend the business, I ain't wit'

And now in you talkin' the same shit
And now in 2000 bust and I won't miss
They smoke is in the air the liquor is still a
The grill is still gold, and the curls they know doors

The first one to bust his gun, hollow come by the ton
Two AK's, and put drama to leave this niggaz bodies numb
I don't talk shit for fun, cock it back and let it go
And 6 shots, the 3-6 shooters lettin' 'em know, whoa

Picture me, naked face, to kickin' in door
4 niggaz deep, bandannas with black
So, when we creep, 'cause I'ma hit you nine times
your nine lives, bump up and hypnotize your mind, blind

You can believe this, you can believe
And believe I got a baseball bat, and I'm bustin' head black
You believe I'm strong, you believe I'm all grown
You that nigga I love to get it on

You half steppin', I got the
Boom, boom, I'm blastin' at your mind to get you that
I to kill, I love the thrill
And I to put a nigga body parts in the field, nigga

No no, come, come and get this bitch, ain't got no for no shit
Got all my boys, don't make no noise, just throw that trick in the
It ain't no way La Chat gon' let it slide, with the that you done
I got my piece for what I do, to show you who the number one

I that bitch without causes, ain't got no love in my heart
It ain't no way that I can't handle, keep that in my jaw
This ain't no crap, I speak the truth, gotta too thick to get me
On one of you hoes, you come, La Chat ain't gone easy

Man a bitch'll take that lil bit out her pussy for them
Get the fuck from me, ho because
The crew can't stand them
Take her, break her, to that funky bitch
Talkin' that about this man you'll get 10 slugs up in your armpits

Yeah, we can do it take time and do it right
You can gimme the chewin', I can fuck you all night
Wanna fight about your see how them bitches gon' start
See now that's that type of that get my muh'fuckin' dick hard

Capital Mack-11's, and 'em full of ammunition
sect's, we pull and lock 'em in the expedition
No set a got guns equivalent to what we pack
Nuclear pistols and fire scorchin' automatic

How in the fuck can you the, butsa damager
Toss bitch over the banaster, like trash canisters
Hollow points into your battle troops, when I have to
Plus, I'll be the cap for you, and trick be absolute

I woke up Saturday morning
Suddenly your phone was ringin' off the
Thinkin' to myself, man, is it a bitch or cop, or is it them
Got MC Mack of in a scheme, I'm stainin' for my
And pay a livin', neh nigga, gon' my
gon' reach the ceiling fan

You can catch my in that thing, on gizold when you see me
You can joke me, ever rope me, best believe your bleed this
Fuck the reason, and the treason, time to get dirty better I'll pop it
You was gaspin' for your life, but all I heard was Killa Kaze

Bitches think we playin', think this shit a joke
fuck around with HCP and get you ass smoked, ho
Comin' some fully auto's, fuck some semi's
Hit 'em some hollow auto's, 'cause I despise

Blastin' like some batays, for you miatays
Koop with double clicks and tape and wicked wizards
And I, perferin' keepin' busin' in my time
Taught 'em in that buried unknown, they wanna why

Give you second thoughts about that business, you then finished
you to the vault, cash it in, all night flight
And I'm in a bad mood, make it that
Plus, I gotta ease on this nine-milly, willy, nigga I slang that

Bitch, nigga, it's CP
HCP, Camp Posse nigga
What, what, CP nigga
HCP,