Luyện nghe bài hát Mafia

(DJ Paul-Talking)
Yeah muthafuckaz! The plaque 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 to load them black trucks up. Who we got in this muthafucka
We got my girl La Chat, Gangsta Boo, muthafuckin' Black
Playboy Juice, Project Pat, Lord Imfamous, and me
DJ Paul, the king of the muthafuckin' "M" town.
And goin' down- HYPNOTYZE MINDS HO!

(HOOK)
Mafia!... Mafia!... Mafia!... Mafia!...
Mafia!... Mafia!... Mafia!... Mafia!

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

(Gangsta Boo)
...In the posted up
Eight hundred bottles
Sippin' fuck a glass
Nigga 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 gon' be this...

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

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

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

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(Lord Imfamous)
How can you relate to
Niggaz they be this
Purple fuckin' man
Barely makin'
Burn it man, in
Better as "assed in"
All I want is man
you niggaz comprehend?
Lock and load fool
the fuckin' law fool
Ain't no fool
This is we came to do
With them in the bag
Put that 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
them platinum tips
I'm all you bitches
To beware of the
I'm all you niggaz
To beware of the
I freak your baby
Put her on the
I got my sucked
When I was on the
My walked in
He that hoe was stout
I hit it the back
My nigga took her

(Project Pat)
By love 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 gats my nig
It's blast or be
Baller in your
girl up your nose
Ya high off bud
A in the lot
Your car and no
Blew your brains
In partner's lap

(Lord Imfamous)
your weapons
But boy choose them
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
Bump off
Place all his
All county
The shit's very
That I in the needle
Prepare you for last trip
To the

(DJ Paul)
I seen how TV can
And plus platinum to match
And add them and vogues
And jackets on backs
We got Bentlys and Benzes
And all them on lock
The picture kind of clearer
I see why bitches hot
You is strugglin' and starvin'
And wanna rise in the
It's cold I'm up heat
And you wish you
wish y'all could get back with us
Then maybe then you could
Like the you wish you was
And get off the
I'm keepin' one in the
Because I'm up with anger
And when I see yo hoe 'n'
You knowin' your in danger
I do a y'all in the burough
Hollerin' no kind of
Is that the way that you know
To get attention lil
I understand how feel
feelin' that they left out
And we the movin' on
So we the talked about
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... real

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