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

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

Call a nigga, drug dealer, out here on the nigga
Weed smoker, coke snorter, 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, when we on the jack
Hit you in the head, with the gat, your skull crack
Blood gushin', head rushin', act first, no
Come with that bullshit, then the bullets bustin'

First crime, we with Mystic Stylez on grime
You slip, I Live By My Rep don't fuck mine
Da End, the of men embedded inside
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, sixty 1, The Smoke Clears,

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

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

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

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

You can this, you can believe that
And believe I got a baseball bat, and I'm bustin' your black
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 at your mind to get you believe that
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 for no shit
Got all my boys, don't no noise, just throw that trick in the ditch
It no way La Chat gon' let it slide, with the shit that you done
I got my for what 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 can't handle, keep 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 ain't gone easy

Man a bitch'll take that lil bit out her for them papers
Get the away from me, ho because
The crew can't stand vapors
Take her, break her, to whip that funky
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 gimme the fuckin' chewin', I can fuck you all
Wanna fight about friends see how them bitches gon' start
See now that's that type of shit 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
pistols and fire scorchin' automatic gats

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

I woke up Saturday morning
Suddenly your 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, gon' my
Cheese reach the ceiling 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 for your life, but all I heard was Killa Klan Kaze

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, some semi's
Hit 'em with some auto's, 'cause I despise

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

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

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