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 M-town
And you what that mean bitch
Makin' easy money, hoes is serious bitch
Makin' easy money, pimpin' hoes is serious

a nigga, drug dealer, out here on the track nigga
Weed smoker, coke snorter, come and get a nigga
Cane slangier, bitch banger, dog I'll 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, your skull crack
gushin', head rushin', act first, no discussion
Come with that bullshit, the bullets start bustin'

First crime, we came with Mystic on grime
You slip, I Live By My Rep don't fuck with
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 crime reminds, Crazed N Laz
Hypnotize, and blazed gold plate
Sixty 6, sixty 1, The Clears, evaporate

I got a 357, a tec a black 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 2000 you talkin' the shit
And now in 2000 I'll and I won't miss
They smoke is in the air the liquor is still a
The grill is still gold, and the they know kick doors

The first one to bust his gun, 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, the 3-6 shooters lettin' 'em know, whoa

me, naked face, to kickin' in your door
4 niggaz deep, bandannas with calicos
So, when we creep, drop 'cause I'ma hit you nine
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 believe nigga I love to get it on

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

No no, come, come and get this bitch, got no time for no shit
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 for what I do, to show you who the fuck 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, that tone in my jaw
ain't no crap, I speak the truth, gotta 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 from me, ho
The crew can't stand them
Take her, break her, to whip funky bitch
Talkin' that shit about this man get 10 slugs up in your armpits

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

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

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

I up early Saturday morning
Suddenly phone 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 stainin' for my
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 your bleed this
Fuck the reason, and the treason, to get dirty nigga better I'll pop it
You was for your life, but all I heard was Killa Klan Kaze

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

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

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

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