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

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

a nigga, drug dealer, out here on the track nigga
Weed smoker, coke snorter, come and get a 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, when we on the track
Hit you in the head, with the gat, 'til skull crack
gushin', head rushin', act first, no discussion
Come that bullshit, then the bullets start bustin'

First crime, we came with Mystic 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 2 to end the phase
Our mind, in crime reminds, N Laz Dayz
Hypnotize, and another gold plate
Sixty 6, 1, The Smoke Clears, evaporate

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

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

The first one to bust his gun, hollow tips by the ton
Two AK's, and put some drama to leave niggaz bodies numb
I don't talk this 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 black
So, when we creep, drop 'cause I'ma hit you times
Take your nine lives, up and hypnotize your mind, blind

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

You half steppin', I got the
Boom, boom, I'm blastin' at your mind to get you believe
I love to kill, I the thrill
And I love to put a nigga parts 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 no noise, just 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 what I do, to you who the fuck number one

I shot that without causes, ain't 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 easy

Man a bitch'll take 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 that bitch
that shit about this man you'll get 10 slugs up in your armpits

Yeah, we can do it take your time and do it
You can gimme the chewin', I can fuck you all night
Wanna fight about your friends see how them bitches 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 to what we pack
Nuclear pistols and fire scorchin' automatic

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

I woke up early morning
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, bother my
Cheese gon' reach the fan

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

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

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

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

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