Luyện nghe bài hát Maxine

[r] you got your hands on moony
[g] say "word"
[r] we gonna get
[g] I don't a fuck about them enemies
[r] he a bird anyway? he be taking his packages? he a too

In house there was money missing
She was too dumb, had her nose numb, sniffin in the kitchen
Her kids ate, pcw involved with her
that she never seen shipped through to florida
Maxine dark and bal' headed bitch mean
right here together they're the coldest fiends
Ah! shit! guess who at the door
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 it's beef
long kicks the hinges flew off
Kids sreamin' they happy faced blue, maxine head off
on in the crib, you wrong for what you did
"you gonna pay pam, that boo kissed your kids
Y'all get the in the room, fuck you, you ain't are real daddy
Next you see my caddy don't fucking flag me
[r] this is where he fucks up at his movement
Maxine's in the kitchen crying grits is falling on the
She had a cup of lye, gots to die
Uh huh, y'all bitches fucked up, smoked out my
You had shit and pappy shit?

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

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

You know mooney is a buck o'five wet
He had two hundred dollars worth of shit
And the tore his ass up, the ceas had a huddle up
I felt sorry for'm, the funny when bowlegged keke hopped on 'im
on him pigeon toed 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
pick the window up mooney over heard
Right before they him out the nigga said word!? !

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

All, all, all in now
We getting getting right for the weather now
And if we fall in the game, yo that's now
to my projects and we'll air you out