Luyện nghe bài hát Mafia

(DJ Paul-Talking)
Yeah muthafuckaz! The Platinum plaque bringers of the "M"
back in bitch, nigga. H-C muthafuckin' P. Hypnotyze camp muthafuckin posse.
And it's goin' down, like we always do this time, nigga, night time.
We about to load them black trucks up. Who we got in muthafucka
We got my girl La Chat, Boo, Crunchy muthafuckin' Black
Juice, Project muthafuckin' Pat, Lord Imfamous, and me
DJ Paul, the king of the muthafuckin' "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, with gat
The other queen of MemphisHypnotize we got 2 bumpin' bitches...

(Gangsta Boo)
...In the posted up
Eight hundred dollar
Sippin' Cris a glass
drink it out the bottle...

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

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

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

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

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(Lord Imfamous)
How can you to this
Niggaz be hatin' this
Purple tradin' man
Barely dividends
it man, half in
Better as "assed in"
All I want is man
Can't you niggaz
Lock and fuckin' load
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 money in the bag
go fool, rat tat tat

(Juicy "J")
They me Juicy gigolo
Got hoes that
A statue of a
With them platinum
I'm tellin' all you
To beware of the
I'm all you niggaz
To beware of the
I freak baby mama
Put her on the
I got my dick
I was on the couch
My walked in
He said that hoe was
I hit it the back
My nigga took her

(Project Pat)
By love my nig
Let blood my nig
Shoot to my nig
If ya my nig
Pat my nig
I spit my nig
Hang macks my nig
Who tote my nig
blast or be left
Baller in your
White girl up nose
Ya off that bud
A in the lot
car and no strap
Blew your gotdamn
In partner's lap

(Lord Imfamous)
Choose weapons
But boy choose them
of my poisons
Are deadlier
I am the
And is your therapy
You can one
So you get a pair of these
Beat, bound and
off bounty
Place all his
All over
The very lethal
I place in the needle
Prepare you for your last
To the

(DJ Paul)
I seen how TV can
And plus platinum plaques to
And add them and vogues
And jackets on backs
We got Bentlys and Benzes
And all them 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
wish y'all could get back with us
Then maybe then you could
Like the rappers you you was
And get off the
I'm keepin' one in the
I'm filled up with anger
And I see yo little hoe 'n'
You knowin' life's in danger
I do a show in the burough
Hollerin' no of shit
Is that the best way you know
To get attention lil
I understand how feel
They feelin' that they out
And we the movin' 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 feelin' down
'Cause suckaz... that's

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