Luyện nghe bài hát M.e.m.p.h.i.s. (remix)

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

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

Dro puffer, cheese come up, when we on the 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 start

First crime, we came Mystic Stylez on grime
You slip, I Live By My Rep don't with mine
Da End, the souls of men embedded
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 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 killaz on my side, if I tell 'em they get
A fiend the business, I ain't wit'

And now in 2000 you talkin' the shit
And now in 2000 I'll bust and I miss
They smoke is in the air the liquor is still a
The grill is still gold, and the curls they know doors

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

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

You can this, you can believe that
And I got a baseball bat, and I'm bustin' your head black
You believe I'm comin' strong, you believe I'm all
You believe that nigga I to get it on

You half steppin', I got the
Boom, boom, I'm blastin' at your mind to get you believe
I to kill, I love 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 time for no
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 shit you done
I got my piece for I do, to show you who the fuck number one

I shot that bitch causes, ain't got no love in my heart
It ain't no way 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, before you come, La Chat ain't 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
Take her, break her, to whip funky bitch
Talkin' that shit about this man you'll get 10 slugs up in armpits

Yeah, we can do it take your and do it right
You can gimme the fuckin' chewin', I can fuck you all
Wanna fight 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 '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 and fire scorchin' automatic gats

How in the fuck can you handle the, damager
that bitch over the banaster, like trash canisters
Hollow points into battle troops, when I have to shoot
Plus, I'll be storin' the cap for you, and trick be

I woke up early morning
Suddenly phone was ringin' off the charger
Thinkin' to myself, man, is it a bitch or cop, or is it them
Got MC Mack of in a scheme, I'm stainin' for my
And pay a livin', neh nigga, bother my
gon' reach the ceiling fan

You can my in that president thing, on gizold when you see me
You can joke me, ever rope me, best believe your bleed this
Fuck the reason, and the treason, time to get dirty nigga I'll pop it
You was gaspin' for your life, but all I heard was Killa Klan

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

Blastin' like some rondo batays, for you
Koop double clicks and duck tape and wicked wizards
And I, perferin' keepin' in my freak 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, cocaine make it
Plus, I gotta ease on this nine-milly, willy, nigga I slang with

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