Luyện nghe bài hát M.e.m.p.h.i.s.

Finally, I got all real niggaz on on a Posse song
Niggaz down to cut some muthafuckin' heads
From hear to ATL, to Nashville, back to the nigga
And you know that mean bitch
Makin' easy money, pimpin' hoes is serious
Makin' easy money, 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 I'll it to ya
If you got a problem me, holla at my Luger

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

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

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

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

The first one to bust his gun, hollow come by the ton
Two AK's, and put some drama to this niggaz bodies numb
I talk this 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, drop 'cause I'ma hit you times
Take your nine lives, bump up and hypnotize your mind,

You can believe this, you can believe
And believe I got a baseball bat, and I'm bustin' your black
You believe I'm strong, you believe I'm all grown
You believe 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 love to kill, I the thrill
And I love to put a nigga body parts in the field,

No no, come, come and get this bitch, ain't got no for no shit
Got all my boys, don't make no noise, throw that trick in the ditch
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 fuck one

I shot that bitch without causes, got no love in my heart
It no way that I can't handle, keep that tone 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 ain't gone easy

Man a bitch'll take lil bit out her pussy for them 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 about this man you'll get 10 slugs up in your

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

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

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

I woke up Saturday morning
Suddenly your 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, gon' my
Cheese gon' the ceiling fan

You can catch my in that 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, to get dirty nigga better I'll pop it
You was gaspin' for your life, but all I heard was Klan Kaze

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

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

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

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