Luyện nghe bài hát Mafia

(DJ Paul-Talking)
Yeah muthafuckaz! The Platinum plaque of the mothafuckin' "M"
back in this bitch, nigga. H-C muthafuckin' P. Hypnotyze camp posse.
And goin' down, like we always 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, Project muthafuckin' Pat, Imfamous, and me
DJ muthafuckin' Paul, the 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 we got 2 bumpin' bitches...

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

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

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

(La Chat)
I got your fuckin' back
Buckin' bitches that be
Blow their chest up through their
(Gangsta Boo)
High as hell can't you
my eyes are red as fire
'Bout to fuck this
Take his money- 'till I die
Hypnotyze 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
with my family bitch
It's gon' to be whatever...

(HOOK 1X)

(Lord Imfamous)
How can you relate to
Niggaz they be this
fuckin' tradin' man
Barely makin'
it man, half in
Better as "assed in"
All I want is man
you niggaz comprehend?
Lock and fuckin' load
Break the fuckin' law
no attitude fool
This is we came 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 me Juicy gigolo
Got that fill
A statue of a
With platinum tips
I'm tellin' all you
To beware of the
I'm all you niggaz
To beware of the
I freak your baby
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 spill my nig
to kill 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
girl up your nose
Ya high off bud
A in the lot
Your car and no
your gotdamn brains
In partner's lap

(Lord Imfamous)
Choose weapons
But boy them carefully
Each of my
Are deadlier
I am the
And this is therapy
You can one
So you must get a pair of
Beat, bound and
Bump off
all his pieces
All over
The shit's very
I place in the needle
Prepare you for your last
To the

(DJ Paul)
I how TV can hurt
And plus plaques to match
And add them and vogues
And jackets on backs
We got them Bentlys and
And all them on lock
The gettin' kind of clearer
I see why bitches hot
You is strugglin' and starvin'
And wanna rise in the
It's I'm crankin' up heat
And you wish you
Y'all wish y'all get back with us
Then maybe 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 when I see yo hoe 'n'
You knowin' your life's in
I do a show in the burough
Hollerin' no of shit
Is that the way that you know
To get attention lil
I understand how they
They feelin' that they out
And we the movin' on
So we the talked about
But niggaz keep it best
And one day then get a crown
But until then do a hit of
And keep feelin'
suckaz... that's real

(HOOK 1X)