Luyện nghe bài hát Maxine

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

In pam's there was money missing
She was too dumb, had her nose numb, sniffin blow in the
Her kids never ate, pcw involved her
Kids that she never shipped through to florida
Maxine dark skinned and headed bitch mean
Pams right here together they're the fiends
Ah! shit! guess who at the door
moony the supplier swung open the door
Bitch the door, maxine he go'n kill me
Chill I got a friend cop, girl you know it's beef
Three long kicks the hinges off
Kids sreamin' they happy faced blue, maxine head off
on in the crib, you wrong for what you did
"you gonna pay pam, fuck that boo kissed 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 he fucks up at peep 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 up, smoked out my packages
You had mackie shit and pappy

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 it back to penny on good times
Back in the bill he sniffed like six lines
He put his gat down, why he do
Creeping the crib is maxine pot holdin' down with the grits
Pam sucking his dick, al greened him screaming slipped in piss
He ran into ceas' room, grits down cryin' aight his balls out
He stepped on clarences' biggie smalls
Mooney get that niggaz, pam yelling rip that
Mooney went and got dye out the kitchen
James on moon, poked him with a screw driver
the tv niggaz watching knight rider

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

You know is only a buck o'five wet
He had two hundred dollars worth of shit
And the kids tore his ass up, the ceas had a up
I felt sorry for'm, the funny when bowlegged keke hopped on 'im
on him pigeon toed moony poured dye on him
You seen his motherfuckin' face fryin', half dyin'
stuck a fork through his nuts
The little was happy she beat the brotha up
Quick pick the window up mooney heard
Right before they threw him out the nigga word!? !

On the count of he landed on the first floor balcony
Blood splashed.. he was dead? and the cops never came
stapleton

All, all, all in now
We getting getting right for the weather now
And if we in the game, yo that's never now
to my projects and we'll air you out