Luyện nghe bài hát Mafia

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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(Lord Imfamous)
How can you to this
Niggaz be hatin' this
Purple tradin' man
makin' dividends
Burn it man, in
known as "assed in"
All I is money man
Can't you niggaz
Lock and fuckin' fool
Break the law fool
Ain't no attitude
This is we came to do
them bodies in the bag
Put dope in the bag
Put that in the bag
go fool, rat tat tat

(Juicy "J")
They me Juicy gigolo
Got hoes that
A statue of a
With platinum tips
I'm all you bitches
To beware of the
I'm tellin' all you
To beware of the
I freak baby mama
Put her on the
I got my dick
When I was on the
My walked in
He that hoe was stout
I hit it from the
My nigga her mouth

(Project Pat)
By love my nig
Let blood my nig
to kill my nig
If ya my nig
Pat my nig
I facts my nig
Hang with my nig
Who gats my nig
It's blast or be
in your blood
White up your nose
Ya high off bud
A in the lot
car and no strap
Blew your brains
In partner's lap

(Lord Imfamous)
Choose weapons
But boy them carefully
Each of my
Are melodies
I am the
And this is your
You can one
So you get a pair of these
Beat, bound and
off bounty
Place all his
All over
The shit's very
That I in the needle
Prepare you for your trip
To the

(DJ Paul)
I how TV can hurt
And platinum plaques to match
And add twenties and vogues
And Gucci on backs
We got them and Benzes
And all Lexus on lock
The picture gettin' kind of
I see why them 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 then you could shine
Like the rappers you you was
And get off the
I'm keepin' one in the
Because I'm filled up anger
And I see yo little hoe 'n'
You knowin' your life's in
I do a show y'all in the
no kind of shit
Is that the best way that you
To get attention lil
I understand how they
feelin' that they left out
And we the ones on
So we the talked about
But niggaz keep it your
And one day then you'll get a
But then do a hit of coke
And keep feelin'
suckaz... that's real

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