Luyện nghe bài hát M - Pire Shrikez Back

[intro: wondah]
For real, y'all, up
Hennyville guzzla, my nigga blood
I roll the muthafuckin leader, big rock
And the first and last general of 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 night stand, out to match my seats with
And if it's good, I'll see her on the weekend
Page beepin, my will is slow
Checkin little sis, she just got that ass

[starang
Aiyo, who is that, nigga, big will, that always that
that, make your bitch hot
Word up, my man hardcore, always like he never see cash
to be fast, spillin ashes in the heat clash
And bitches me, feelin me without touchin 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
sometimey, try and act like ya grimy
Knowin well, ya come behind me
You can me and henny in the back of a six, with 2 chicks
Wit the windows up tinted, them two dicks

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

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

[chorus 2x:
It's to see, you can't change 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 leave niggas face down, then guliani cops do
My crew, he comin out to you movin mach 2
I nerve block every point, like I knew kung fu
On my name, squattin 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 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 down and goin in shock the pain
come lightning, then the thunder's on, and then come rain

[starang
All the m.f.c.'ites worship the ground I walk on
I bless mics that I talk on
Cats is blinded, lookin for rhymes, ya 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 be you, catch you without a preview
Leave you in the dust without a gun to
Make your ass forever regret, wit us

sluggah]
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, your wife
For real, wanna slice, is like lewinski
Given hed to prez and (she too nice)
Forever the law for life
M.f.c. life is do what the fuck we (got that right)
And bob swab, droppin bloodshed into 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 the make-up
My number one thought of course, bout when she up
Six in the morn', still I'm chasin

3x]