Luyện nghe bài hát M.e.m.p.h.i.s.

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

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

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

crime, we came with Mystic Stylez 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 reminds, Crazed N Laz Dayz
Hypnotize, and blazed another gold
Sixty 6, sixty 1, The 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 they 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 know kick doors

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

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

You can believe this, you can that
And believe I got a baseball bat, and I'm bustin' your head
You believe I'm comin' strong, you 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 to kill, I love the thrill
And I love to put a body 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, just throw that trick in the
It ain't no way La Chat gon' let it slide, with the shit that you
I got my piece for I do, to show you who the fuck number one

I shot that bitch without causes, ain't got no love in my
It ain't no way that I can't handle, keep that 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 lil bit out her pussy for them papers
Get the fuck away from me, ho
The crew stand them vapors
Take her, her, to whip that funky bitch
Talkin' that 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 you all night
Wanna fight about friends see how them bitches gon' start
See now that's that of shit that get my muh'fuckin' dick hard

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

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

I up early 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 of in a scheme, I'm stainin' for my dividends
And pay a livin', neh nigga, gon' my
gon' reach the ceiling fan

You can catch my in that president thing, on when you see me
You can joke me, ever rope me, 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 Klan

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

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

Give you second thoughts that business, you then finished right
Take you to the vault, 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 slang that

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