Luyện nghe bài hát M - Pire Shrikez Back

[intro: starang
For real, y'all, up
Hennyville guzzla, my nigga major
I with the muthafuckin leader, big rock
And the first and last 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 for the flyest
One stand, out there to match my seats with
And if good, then I'll see her on the weekend
beepin, my will is slow leakin
Checkin little sis, she got that ass beatin

[starang
Aiyo, who is that, nigga, big will, that always that
Shit that, make your hot
Word up, my man hardcore, always actin he never see cash
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, aiyo turn this war a talk out
We ain't beggin 'em, yo craig and them, the chalk out
Y'all sometimey, try and act ya grimy
Knowin well, ya come behind me
You can find me and henny in the of a six, with 2 chicks
Wit the windows up tinted, them two dicks

sluggah]
Yo niggas ain't stoppin us from soda
Bob marley spliffs, with the fly whip
Money in my pocket, chicken flockin
Niggas stay watchin, stay rockin

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

[chorus 2x:
plain to see, you can't change me
'cause I'm wit m.f.c. for ya
They ask you, did you deed, your key
You them m.f.c. for ya life

It's impossible, to the money, who lyric ox you
I leave more niggas face down, guliani cops do
My crew, he comin out to you 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
Strap up, you don't know how many dicks they broads run through
And my m.f.c., look norman serve
Yo pass that hennyville real, so I can feel the
And start up words, and pushin whips on the curb
I start reachin for mics and makin loose nerve, you heard
Super blind side, multiply to the
My word is bond james, you spit game, I spit flame
And while you around, I'm takin aim
I feed you information, til I ya brain
And your body shut down and in shock from the pain
come lightning, then the thunder's on, and then come rain

[starang
All the m.f.c.'ites worship the ground that I on
I bless mics that I talk on
Cats is blinded, lookin for rhymes, ya find it
out for what will say, nigga rewind it
This nigga lost me, knowin starang, it's extra
Coolin on the ave, all my magnum force be
If it me, a g or two, i'mma see you
And wouldn't wanna be you, catch you 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 plenty
Couldn't be any one out like henny (God damn right)
You can bet that on your life, front wife
For real, will wanna slice, is lewinski
hed to prez and vice (she too nice)
Forever twist the law for
M.f.c. life is do the fuck we want (got that right)
And bob swab, droppin bloodshed into blessing
Came in the of love, so nigga, flame it up
I pain from the breakup, yo I had to regain
I'm shorty with the make-up
My number one thought of course, when she wake up
Six in the morn', still I'm chasin

3x]