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

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

Call a nigga, drug dealer, out here on the nigga
Weed smoker, snorter, come and get a pack nigga
Cane slangier, bitch banger, dog bring it to ya
If you got a problem with me, 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', rushin', act first, no discussion
with that bullshit, then the bullets start bustin'

First crime, we came with Stylez on grime
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 Chapter 2 to end the
Our mind, in crime reminds, Crazed N Laz
Hypnotize, and blazed gold plate
6, sixty 1, The Smoke 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 2000 I'll 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 one to bust his gun, hollow tips come by the ton
Two AK's, and put some to leave this niggaz bodies numb
I don't talk this for fun, cock 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 calicos
So, when we creep, drop 'cause hit you nine times
Take your nine lives, bump up and hypnotize your mind,

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

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

Man a bitch'll that lil bit out her pussy for them papers
Get the fuck away from me, ho
The crew can't them vapors
Take her, break her, to whip that bitch
Talkin' that shit about this man you'll get 10 up in your armpits

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

Mack-11's, and load 'em full of ammunition
Terrorist sect's, we pull and lock 'em in the
No set a niggaz got guns equivalent to what we
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, be storin' the cap for you, and trick be absolute

I woke up early Saturday
Suddenly your phone was off the charger
Thinkin' to myself, man, is it a or cop, or is it them robbers
Got MC of in a scheme, I'm stainin' 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 believe your bleed this
Fuck the reason, and the treason, time to get dirty nigga I'll pop it
You was gaspin' for life, but all I heard was Killa Klan Kaze

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

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

you second 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 it that
Plus, I gotta on this nine-milly, willy, nigga I slang with that

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