Luyện nghe bài hát M.e.m.p.h.i.s.

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

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

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

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

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

I got a 357, a tec with a clip
A 180 pounds witha that will bust lips
Some on my side, if I tell 'em they gon' get
A fiend violatin' the business, I wit'

And now in 2000 you talkin' the same
And now in 2000 I'll and I won't miss
They is in the air the liquor is still a fill
The grill is still gold, and the they know kick doors

The first one to his gun, hollow tips come by the ton
Two AK's, and put some to leave this niggaz bodies numb
I talk this shit for fun, cock it back and let it go
And 6 shots, from the 3-6 shooters 'em know, whoa

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

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

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

No no, come, come and get this bitch, ain't got no time for no
Got all my boys, don't make no noise, throw that trick in the ditch
It ain't no way La gon' let it slide, with the shit 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, come too thick to get me
On one of you hoes, before you come, La Chat gone easy

Man a bitch'll take that lil bit out her for them papers
Get the fuck away me, ho because
The crew can't them vapors
Take her, break her, to whip that bitch
Talkin' that shit about this man get 10 slugs up in your armpits

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

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

How in the fuck can you handle the, damager
Toss that bitch over the banaster, like trash
Hollow points into your battle troops, when I to shoot
Plus, be storin' the cap for you, and trick be absolute

I woke up early morning
Suddenly your was ringin' off the charger
Thinkin' to myself, man, is it a or cop, or is it them robbers
Got MC Mack of in a scheme, I'm for my dividends
And pay a livin', neh nigga, gon' my
Cheese gon' the ceiling fan

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

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

Blastin' like some rondo batays, for you
Koop with double clicks and duck tape and wizards
And I, keepin' busin' in my freak time
Taught 'em in that buried unknown, wanna reap why

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

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