Luyện nghe bài hát Mafia

(DJ Paul-Talking)
Yeah muthafuckaz! The Platinum bringers of the mothafuckin' "M"
in this 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 to load them black trucks up. Who we got in this muthafucka
We got my girl La Chat, Boo, Crunchy muthafuckin' Black
Playboy Juice, Project 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 queen of MemphisHypnotize Camp we got 2 bumpin' bitches...

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

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

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

(La Chat)
I got your fuckin' back
Buckin' bitches be hatin'
Blow their chest up their back
(Gangsta Boo)
High as can't you tell
my eyes are red as fire
'Bout to fuck this
Take his money- Pimpin' I die
Hypnotyze be the label that pay me
Fuck you other talkin' shit
You cannot me

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

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

(Juicy "J")
They call me gigolo
Got hoes fill
A of a fool
them platinum tips
I'm tellin' all you
To beware of the
I'm all you niggaz
To of the lames
I freak your baby
Put her on the
I got my dick
When I was on the
My nigga in
He said hoe was stout
I hit it from the
My nigga her mouth

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

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

(DJ Paul)
I seen how TV can
And plus platinum plaques to
And add them and vogues
And Gucci jackets on
We got them Bentlys and
And all them Lexus on
The picture gettin' of clearer
I see why them hot
You hoes is strugglin' and
And wanna rise in the
It's cold I'm crankin' up
And you you could
Y'all wish y'all could get back us
Then then you could shine
Like the you wish you was
And get off the
I'm keepin' one in the
Because I'm filled up with
And when I see yo hoe 'n'
You knowin' your in danger
I do a show y'all in the
Hollerin' no kind of
Is the best way that 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 keep it your best
And one day you'll get a crown
But then do a hit of coke
And feelin' down
suckaz... that's real

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