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 down to cut some heads
From hear to ATL, to Nashville, to the M-town nigga
And you what that mean bitch
Makin' easy money, pimpin' hoes is bitch
Makin' easy money, hoes is serious nigga

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

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

First crime, we came with Mystic Stylez on
You slip, I Live By My Rep 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 another plate
Sixty 6, sixty 1, The 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 gon' get
A violatin' the business, I ain't wit'

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

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

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

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

I shot that bitch without causes, got no love in my heart
It ain't no way that I handle, keep that tone in my jaw
This ain't no crap, I speak the truth, gotta too thick to get me
On one of you hoes, before you come, La Chat ain't gone

Man a take that lil bit out her pussy for them papers
Get the fuck from me, ho because
The crew stand them vapors
Take her, break her, to whip funky bitch
Talkin' that shit about man you'll get 10 slugs up in your armpits

Yeah, we can do it take your time and do it
You can the fuckin' chewin', I can fuck you all night
Wanna fight about your see how them bitches gon' start
See now that's that type of 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 equivalent to what we pack
pistols and fire scorchin' automatic gats

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

I woke up early 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 gon' the ceiling fan

You can catch my in that thing, on gizold when you see me
You can me, ever rope me, best 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 Klan Kaze

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

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

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

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