Luyện nghe bài hát M.e.m.p.h.i.s.

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

a nigga, drug dealer, out here on the track nigga
Weed smoker, snorter, come and get a pack nigga
Cane slangier, bitch banger, dog bring 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
Come with that bullshit, the bullets start bustin'

First crime, we came with Mystic Stylez on
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 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 fiend violatin' the business, I ain't

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 they know kick doors

The first one to his gun, hollow tips come by the ton
Two AK's, and put some drama to leave niggaz 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

Picture me, naked face, to kickin' in door
4 niggaz deep, bandannas with black
So, when we creep, 'cause I'ma hit you nine times
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 head
You believe I'm comin' strong, you believe I'm all
You believe that I love to get it on

You steppin', I got the weapon
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 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 trick in the ditch
It ain't no way La gon' let it slide, with 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 no way that I can't handle, keep that tone in my jaw
This ain't no crap, I speak the truth, gotta come too to get me
On one of you hoes, you come, La Chat ain't gone easy

Man a take that lil bit out her pussy for them papers
Get the fuck away from me, ho
The crew can't stand them
her, break her, to whip that funky bitch
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 the fuckin' chewin', I can fuck you all night
Wanna fight about your friends see how them bitches gon'
See now that's that of shit that get my muh'fuckin' dick hard

Capital Mack-11's, and load 'em 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 scorchin' automatic gats

How in the fuck can you 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 early Saturday
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 for my dividends
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 rope me, best your bleed this evenin'
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 a joke
Don't fuck with HCP and get you ass smoked, ho
Comin' some fully auto's, fuck some semi's
Hit 'em with some auto's, 'cause I despise

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

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

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