Luyện nghe bài hát M - Pire Shrikez Back

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

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

[starang
Aiyo, who is that, nigga, big will, always kick that
Shit that, your bitch hot
Word up, my man hardcore, always actin he never see cash
Tryin to be fast, spillin ashes in the clash
And bitches bumrushin me, me without touchin me
Aiyo I off stage, the crowd can't get enough of me
My crew walks out, aiyo 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, them two dicks

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

wondah]
The m.f.c. for life, in I do double
brownsville, big will'll stay in the trouble
Sorry, my nigga, I didn't mean to ya bubble
But I hit that bitch, I didn't you was a couple
Will the skill so ill, it's that's pure
Sick this shit, doctors can't find a cure
And on

2x: rock]
It's plain to see, you can't me
I'm wit m.f.c. for ya life
They ask you, did you deed, your key
You tell them m.f.c. for ya

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

[starang
All the m.f.c.'ites worship the that I walk on
I bless mics that I talk on
Cats is blinded, lookin for rhymes, ya can't it
Lookin out for what say, nigga rewind it
This nigga lost me, knowin starang, it's flossy
on the ave, where all my magnum force be
If it me, a g or two, i'mma see you
And wouldn't be you, catch you without a preview
Leave you in the dust a gun to bust
Make your ass forever regret, wit us

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

3x]