Luyện nghe bài hát M.e.m.p.h.i.s.

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

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

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

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

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

And now in 2000 you talkin' the same
And now in 2000 I'll and I won't miss
They smoke is in the air the liquor is a fill
The grill is still gold, and the curls they know doors

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

Picture me, naked face, to kickin' in your
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 strong, you believe I'm all grown
You believe that 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 love the
And I love to put a body parts 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, just throw trick in the ditch
It ain't no way La Chat gon' let it slide, with the shit 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 ain't no way that I can't handle, keep tone in my jaw
This ain't no crap, I speak the truth, gotta come too 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
Take her, break her, to that funky bitch
Talkin' that about this man you'll get 10 slugs up in your armpits

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

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

How in the can you handle the, butsa 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 be absolute

I up early Saturday morning
your 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 for my dividends
And pay a livin', neh nigga, gon' my
Cheese reach the ceiling fan

You can catch my in that thing, on gizold when you see me
You can joke me, ever rope me, best believe your this evenin'
Fuck the reason, and the treason, time to get dirty nigga better 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 around with HCP and get you ass smoked, ho
Comin' with some fully auto's, some semi's
Hit 'em some hollow auto's, 'cause I despise

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

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

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