Luyện nghe bài hát Mafia

(DJ Paul-Talking)
Yeah muthafuckaz! The Platinum bringers of the mothafuckin' "M"
back in bitch, nigga. H-C muthafuckin' P. Hypnotyze camp muthafuckin posse.
And it's down, like we always do about this time, nigga, night time.
We about to load them black trucks up. Who we got in muthafucka
We got my girl La Chat, Gangsta Boo, Crunchy muthafuckin'
Playboy Juice, Project Pat, Lord Imfamous, and me
DJ muthafuckin' Paul, the king of the "M" town.
And it's goin' down- HYPNOTYZE HO!

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Mafia!... Mafia!... Mafia!... Mafia!...
Mafia!... Mafia!... Mafia!... Mafia!

(La Chat)
La Chat, that gat
The other of MemphisHypnotize Camp we got 2 bumpin' bitches...

(Gangsta Boo)
...In the posted up
Eight dollar bottles
Sippin' Cris fuck a
Nigga it out the bottle...

(La Chat)
...Don't be and shit
'Cause we gettin' and shit
Ain't no be lyin' till I die
I'm be lovin' this...

(Gangsta Boo)
...The bottle-yeah gangsta
Ridin' posted up
Fuck you bitches up when I gunnin'
the lugers bust
Chat, you got my fuckin'

(La Chat)
Yeah I got your back
Buckin' bitches that be
Blow chest up through their back
(Gangsta Boo)
High as hell you tell
'Cause my eyes are red as
'Bout to this nigga
Take his money- 'till I die
Minds be the label that pay me
Fuck you other rappers shit
You cannot me

(La Chat)
So you heard it from the
HCP we be
Fuckin' with my bitch
gon' have to be whatever...

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(Lord Imfamous)
How can you to this
they be hatin' this
Purple fuckin' man
Barely dividends
it man, half in
Better as "assed in"
All I is money man
Can't you niggaz
Lock and load fool
the fuckin' law fool
Ain't no fool
This is what we to do
With bodies in the bag
Put dope in the bag
Put that in the bag
go fool, rat tat tat

(Juicy "J")
They call me Juicy
Got that fill
A statue of a
them platinum tips
I'm tellin' all you
To of the game
I'm all you niggaz
To beware of the
I your baby mama
Put her on the
I got my sucked
I was on the couch
My nigga in
He that hoe was stout
I hit it the back
My nigga her mouth

(Project Pat)
By real my nig
Let spill my nig
to kill my nig
If ya my nig
Pat my nig
I facts my nig
with macks my nig
Who tote my nig
blast or be left
Baller in blood
White up your nose
Ya high off bud
A in the lot
car and no strap
Blew gotdamn brains
In partner's lap

(Lord Imfamous)
Choose weapons
But boy them carefully
of my poisons
Are deadlier
I am the
And this is your
You can one
So you must get a of these
Beat, and gagged
Bump off
Place all his
All county
The very lethal
That I place in the
Prepare you for last trip
To the

(DJ Paul)
I how TV can hurt
And plus plaques to match
And add them twenties and
And Gucci jackets on
We got them Bentlys and
And all Lexus on lock
The picture gettin' of clearer
I see why bitches hot
You hoes is and starvin'
And wanna rise in the
It's cold I'm up heat
And you you could
Y'all wish y'all could get with us
Then then you could shine
Like the rappers you you was
And get off the
I'm one in the chamber
I'm filled up with anger
And I see yo little hoe 'n'
You knowin' life's in danger
I do a y'all in the burough
no kind of shit
Is that the way that you know
To get lil bitch
I understand how feel
They feelin' that they out
And we the ones on
So we the ones talked
But niggaz it your best
And one day you'll get a crown
But until then do a hit of
And keep down
suckaz... that's real

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