Luyện nghe bài hát M - Pire Shrikez Back

[intro: starang
For real, y'all, up
Hennyville guzzla, my major blood
I roll the muthafuckin leader, big rock
And the and last general of this m.f.c. shit, sean p.
Doc holiday, the
And I am the commander in of all operations, william h.
For life, y'all, up

sluggah]
Live and direct, straight from the
Will and hennyville, I'm for the flyest
One night stand, out there to match my with
And if it's good, I'll see her on the weekend
Page beepin, my is slow leakin
Checkin little sis, she just got that ass

[starang
Aiyo, who is that, nigga, big will, that always kick
Shit that, make bitch hot
Word up, my man hardcore, always actin like he never see
to be fast, spillin ashes in the heat clash
And bitches bumrushin me, feelin me without me
Aiyo I step off stage, the can't get enough of me
My crew walks out, turn this war into a talk out
We ain't beggin 'em, yo craig and them, the chalk out
Y'all sometimey, try and act ya grimy
Knowin damn well, ya come me
You can find me and henny in the back of a six, 2 chicks
Wit the windows up tinted, givin them two

[louieville
Yo niggas ain't stoppin us from soda
Bob spliffs, with the fly whip coppin
Money in my pocket, heads flockin
Niggas watchin, systems stay rockin

[starang
The m.f.c. for life, in this I do
From brownsville, big stay in the trouble
Sorry, my nigga, I didn't to burst ya bubble
But I hit that bitch, I know you was a couple
Will the skill so ill, it's that's pure
Sick with this shit, doctors find a cure
And on

2x: rock]
It's plain to see, you change me
'cause I'm wit m.f.c. for ya
They ask you, did you deed, your key
You tell them m.f.c. for ya

It's impossible, to stop the money, who ox you
I more niggas face down, then guliani cops do
My crew, he comin out to you movin that 2
I nerve every pressure point, like I knew kung fu
On my name, squattin ya keg, and I had a son too
Strap up, 'cause you don't know how many dicks they broads run
And my m.f.c., look they norman
Yo pass hennyville real, so I can feel the swerve
And start up words, and pushin whips on the curb
I start reachin for mics and makin niggas nerve, you heard
Super blind side, to the third
My word is like james, you spit game, I spit flame
And you playin around, I'm takin aim
I feed you information, til I ya brain
And your body shut and goin in shock from the pain
First come lightning, then the on, and then come rain

[starang
All the m.f.c.'ites the ground that I walk on
I these mics that I talk on
is blinded, lookin for rhymes, ya can't find it
Lookin out for what will say, nigga it
This nigga lost me, knowin starang, it's flossy
Coolin on the ave, where all my force be
If it cost me, a g or two, see you
And wouldn't wanna be you, you without a preview
Leave you in the dust a gun to bust
Make ass forever regret, fuckin wit us

[louieville
The name henny, weighin in at 150, shorty say he packin
Couldn't be any one out there like henny (God right)
You can bet that on your life, front your
For real, will slice, is like lewinski
Given hed to and vice (she too nice)
Forever the law for life
M.f.c. is do what the fuck we want (got that right)
And bob mar' swab, droppin bloodshed into
in the name of love, so nigga, flame it up
I caught pain the breakup, yo I had to regain
I'm checkin with the make-up
My number one thought of course, when she wake up
Six in the morn', still I'm chasin

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