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 muthafuckin'
From hear to ATL, to Nashville, back to the M-town
And you know that mean bitch
Makin' easy money, pimpin' hoes is serious
Makin' easy money, pimpin' is serious nigga

a nigga, drug dealer, out here on the track nigga
Weed smoker, coke snorter, come and get a nigga
slangier, bitch banger, dog I'll 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', head rushin', act first, no
Come with bullshit, then the bullets start bustin'

First crime, we came with Mystic on grime
You slip, I By My Rep don't 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 reminds, Crazed N Laz Dayz
Hypnotize, and another gold plate
Sixty 6, 1, The Smoke Clears, evaporate

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

And now in 2000 you 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 know kick

The first one to his gun, hollow tips come by the ton
Two AK's, and put some drama to leave this niggaz numb
I don't talk this shit for fun, cock it 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 black
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 believe
And believe I got a baseball bat, and I'm bustin' your 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 the thrill
And I love to put a nigga body in the field, nigga

No no, come, come and get this bitch, got no time for no shit
Got all my boys, make 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 show you who the number one

I that bitch without causes, ain't got no love in my heart
It ain't no way that I can't handle, that tone in my jaw
This ain't no crap, I the truth, gotta come 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 can't them vapors
Take her, break her, to whip funky bitch
Talkin' shit about this man you'll get 10 slugs up in your armpits

Yeah, we can do it your time and do it right
You can gimme the chewin', I can fuck you all night
Wanna fight about your see how them bitches gon' start
See now that type of shit that 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 guns to what we pack
Nuclear pistols and fire automatic gats

How in the fuck can you handle the, damager
that bitch over 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 trick be

I woke up early Saturday
Suddenly your phone was off the charger
to myself, man, is it a bitch or cop, or is it them robbers
Got MC Mack of in a scheme, I'm stainin' for my
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 joke me, ever rope me, best your bleed this evenin'
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 Klan Kaze

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

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

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