Luyện nghe bài hát M.e.m.p.h.i.s.

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

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

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

First crime, we came with Mystic Stylez on
You slip, I By My Rep don't fuck with mine
Da End, the souls of men inside
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 another plate
Sixty 6, 1, The Smoke Clears, evaporate

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

And now in 2000 you talkin' the same
And now in 2000 I'll bust and I miss
They smoke is in the air the liquor is still a
The grill is gold, and the curls they know kick doors

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

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

You can believe this, you can that
And believe I got a baseball bat, and I'm bustin' your black
You I'm comin' 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 mind to get you believe that
I love to kill, I love the
And I love to put a nigga body 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 no noise, just throw that trick in the ditch
It no way La Chat gon' let it slide, with the shit that you done
I got my for what I do, to show you who the fuck number one

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

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

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

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

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

I woke up Saturday morning
Suddenly phone was ringin' off the charger
to myself, man, is it a bitch 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, bother my
Cheese reach the ceiling fan

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

Bitches think we playin', think this shit a joke
Don't around with HCP and get you ass smoked, ho
Comin' with some auto's, fuck some semi's
Hit 'em some hollow auto's, 'cause I despise

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

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

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