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 muthafuckin'
From hear to ATL, to Nashville, back to the nigga
And you know what mean bitch
Makin' easy money, pimpin' hoes is bitch
Makin' easy money, pimpin' is serious nigga

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

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

First crime, we came Mystic Stylez 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 2 to end the phase
Our mind, in crime reminds, Crazed N Laz
Hypnotize, and blazed another plate
Sixty 6, sixty 1, The Clears, evaporate

I got a 357, a tec with a black
A 180 witha fist that will bust lips
killaz 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 I'll bust and I won't miss
smoke is in the air the liquor is still a fill
The grill is still gold, and the curls they know doors

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

me, naked face, to kickin' in your door
4 deep, bandannas with black calicos
So, when we creep, drop 'cause I'ma hit you times
Take your 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 your head black
You believe I'm comin' strong, you I'm all grown
You believe that 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 love to put a nigga body in the field, nigga

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

I shot that bitch 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 the truth, gotta come too thick to get me
On one of you hoes, before you come, La Chat ain't gone

Man a bitch'll take that lil bit out her pussy for papers
Get the fuck from me, ho because
The crew can't stand them
Take her, break her, to whip that funky
Talkin' that shit 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 your friends see how bitches gon' start
See now that's that type of shit get my muh'fuckin' dick hard

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

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

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

You can catch my in president thing, on gizold when you see me
You can joke me, ever me, best believe your bleed this evenin'
Fuck the reason, and the treason, time to get nigga 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
Don't fuck with HCP and get you ass smoked, ho
with some fully auto's, fuck some semi's
Hit 'em with hollow auto's, 'cause I despise

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

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

Bitch, nigga, CP nigga
HCP, Hypnotize Camp Posse
What, what, CP nigga
HCP,