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 fuck about enemies
[r] he a bird anyway? he be taking his he a snitch too

In pam's house there was missing
She was too dumb, had her nose numb, sniffin in the kitchen
Her kids ate, pcw involved with her
Kids that she seen shipped through to florida
Maxine dark and bal' headed bitch mean
Pams right here together the coldest fiends
Ah! shit! who arrived at the door
It's moony the supplier swung open the
Bitch open the door, maxine he kill me
Chill I got a friend cop, girl you know it's beef
Three long kicks the flew off
Kids sreamin' they happy faced slapped blue, head off
It's on in the crib, you for what you did
"you gonna pay pam, fuck boo kissed your kids
Y'all get the fuck in the room, fuck you, you are real daddy
Next you see my caddy don't fucking flag me
[r] is where he fucks up at peep his movement
in the kitchen crying grits is falling on the side
She had a cup of lye, gots to die
Uh huh, y'all bitches fucked up, out my packages
You had shit and pappy shit?

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

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

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

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

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