Luyện nghe bài hát Maxine

[r] you got your on moony shit
[g] say "word"
[r] we gonna get
[g] I give a fuck about them enemies
[r] he a bird he be taking his packages? he a snitch too

In pam's house there was money
She was too dumb, had her nose numb, sniffin in the kitchen
Her kids never ate, pcw involved her
Kids that she never seen shipped to florida
dark skinned and bal' headed bitch mean
Pams right here together the coldest fiends
Ah! shit! guess who arrived at the
It's the supplier swung open the door
open the door, maxine he go'n kill me
Chill I got a friend cop, girl you don't know it's
long kicks the hinges flew off
Kids sreamin' they happy faced blue, maxine head off
It's on in the crib, you wrong for you did
"you pay pam, fuck that boo kissed your kids
Y'all get the fuck in the room, fuck you, you are real daddy
Next time you see my don't fucking flag me
[r] is where he fucks up at peep his movement
Maxine's in the crying grits is falling on the side
She had a cup of lye, gots to die
Uh huh, y'all bitches up, smoked out my packages
You had mackie and pappy shit?

Word to aunt may I want mine, pulled out the
Get in the tub, he seen the hot iron the plug out
He steamed pam brought it back to penny on times
Back in the dollar bill he sniffed like six
He put his gat down, why he do
Creeping through the crib is maxine pot holdin' with the grits
Pam his dick, maxine al greened him screaming slipped in piss
He ran into ceas' room, grits down cryin' with his balls out
He on clarences' biggie smalls album
Mooney get niggaz, pam yelling rip that niggaz
Mooney and got that dye out the kitchen
James jumped on moon, poked him with a screw
Broke the tv niggaz watching knight

This is pam jerkins mother house the same shit go on in her house

You mooney is only a buck o'five wet
He had two hundred dollars worth of shit
And the kids tore his ass up, the had a huddle up
I felt sorry for'm, the shit when bowlegged keke hopped on 'im
Jumped on him pigeon moony poured dye on him
You should've seen his motherfuckin' face fryin', half
They stuck a fork through his
The little girl was happy she beat the up
Quick pick the window up mooney over
Right before they threw him out the said word!? !

On the count of three he landed on the floor balcony
Blood brains splashed.. he was dead? and the cops came
stapleton

All, all, all in now
We getting fresh getting right for the now
And if we fall in the game, yo never now
Come to my and we'll air you out