Luyện nghe bài hát M-Town Representatives f/ Hypnotize Camp Posse

[DJ
Niggas you them dice
You except how they fall
Nigga you wit Juice
Nigga you wit Paul
you fucking wit Boo
Nigga you wit Black
Lil bitch you wit Lord
Lil bitch you wit Pat
you fucking wit Roc
Nigga you fucking wit
And if you wit La Chat
We blow your chest through your
And if you fuck wit else
I give a fuck
Because they dont plead and breed HCP what

Infamous]
I always leave them in
put up your defense
cause .44's intense
Niggas catch a body
Bloody glock trench
bodies on the fence
Bloody legion, all you bitches bloody six is in the
Oh my Lord,
Cock the let it split
I'm the carnage
I'm the razor in your
I'm the you hit
Got you fucking fits
Kicking chairs and fists
How can you get to this?

[Crunchy
It way back when a nigga was a kid
I stick and move my
the shit that I did
I broke a few bones
And I cast few
I a few fucking tone
Man that shit wrong
You got me in the zone
When a doing wrong
I pop you once in your head with that chrome
Don't give a fuck
If family moarn
Shouldna to me dawg
stepped to me at all
You busta!

Pat]
A ID
put me in the po-key
'cause I'm on
Police swearing that know he
Had to do the
'cause Project Pat is a
North Memphis raised
Hood taking no shit
If I did the hit
You'll be left dokey
Still selling on the motherfucking lowski
When I the tone
that squeeze the trigger
On any bitch or a ho ass nigga!

[La
See I'ma go and have to a bitch
the clip
I guess the only way
Or I'ma have to buy you a
La Chat with that bullshit
I be hoes
And I'ma do it for the bitch
a low low
Man I'm a mean bitch I ya
I done been done that
It aint no mission I finish
Nothing too tough for Chat
So if you me slippin ho
Fuck me wearing a
'cause I know its you fo sho
cremate ya ass

J]
Can a get chosen
Knees cold
Have you seen a playa
bentley rose
I done told ya that I'm always gonna stand on ten
With a bottle, crack, and a blunt already rolled
My cologne smell the
Just on these hoes
Hanging with these Memphis
With that candy round nose
On my on my wrist
Is that that be froze
On my face is my cardier shades and my

Is a stain to be making?
a T-Roc creation
No roofer you facing
I'm like an of Satan
My innovation of
the slugs of the chamber
Keep more guns a ranger
to mangle a stranger
My competition
From verbal
bodies in ditches
And leave stinking like fecis
Once the is depleted
Fold my dollars creaces
My coalition is the Hypnotize
Its no nigga!

Boo]
If I go leave me a
I got two and a blunt
Bout to let you bitches
Gangsta Boo don't give a fuck
I got on my wrist
I got diamonds in my
Is it a
Is it a
Can you bitches me?
Talking shit Ms. Lady
When you you wanna fuck
round town clowing
Doing donuts in the
Got you bitches to the
Got the nigga his dough
I be Mrs. "Where Da At?"
You know the score
I be ATL
I hit round up on the
Got them me at the swiss
And bring niggas to the tale
Might as well go on
Ya'll aint for the gangsta ho
I be bitches
Like guerilla, murder, ho
I dont give a
you groupies say up in the streets
Catch me off in gucci
Sleeping living
to give you hoes
All the answers you waiting fo
I the undisputed champ
Nigga ye aint

Ha Ha...Bitch!