Luyện nghe bài hát Mafia

(DJ Paul-Talking)
Yeah muthafuckaz! The Platinum bringers of the mothafuckin' "M"
back in this bitch, nigga. H-C P. Hypnotyze camp muthafuckin posse.
And it's goin' down, like we 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, muthafuckin' Black
Juice, Project muthafuckin' Pat, Lord Imfamous, and me
DJ Paul, the king 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, that gat
The queen of MemphisHypnotize Camp we got 2 bumpin' bitches...

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

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

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

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

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

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(Lord Imfamous)
How can you to this
Niggaz be hatin' this
Purple tradin' man
Barely dividends
Burn it man, in
Better as "assed in"
All I want is man
Can't you comprehend?
and fuckin' load fool
Break the law fool
no attitude fool
This is what we to do
With bodies in the bag
Put that in the bag
Put that in the bag
go fool, rat tat tat

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

(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 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 gotdamn brains
In partner's lap

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

(DJ Paul)
I seen how TV can
And plus platinum to match
And add them and vogues
And Gucci on backs
We got them Bentlys and
And all them on lock
The gettin' kind of clearer
I see why them hot
You is strugglin' and starvin'
And rise in the hood
It's cold I'm crankin' up
And you wish you
Y'all wish y'all could get with us
Then maybe you could shine
the rappers you wish you was
And get off the
I'm keepin' one in the
Because I'm filled up with
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 how they feel
They feelin' that left out
And we the movin' on
So we the ones about
But niggaz keep it best
And one day you'll get a crown
But until then do a hit of
And keep feelin'
suckaz... that's real

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