Luyện nghe bài hát Mystic Stylez

(DJ Paul)
Ah yea
We finna get ready to bump that smoked out out part two
mystic 3 6 mafia in da hoe
We finna do dat sheeeeeit...

Mafia...

(Playa Fly)
Bustaz get so dazed and
Theres Lil' Fly's
Memories of smoked out loced out puffed out as them demons
Playaz lookin'
Stole our
in me so
Fly can get so
Bustas silent when I'm on blow
Enhance my skills to make me
enough to kill at will
Will I you
Fly will you off da map that's all so real
Don't you mothasuckas often what to call this shit
Ummmm, call it mystic cause fly sytles so mystic bitch

(MC Mack)
The pimpin' mack is kickin' with the click that's known as 6
Don't bar no busta niggas we dont love 'em
In a trunk is I stuff 'em
Suckas run they liquor I nigga hollow thangs
Ain't got no feelings when im killin' cluckers busta for cover
I come with a chrome y'all can hoes pay the cost
Infared to ya full of lead yawkin' lames
You can betcha by the dollar that I'm spittin'
Niggas underestimate my pimpin' but mackin' but sprayin'
Layin' skanky bitches to the and bustas can I man

(Koopsta Knicca)
Mystic Styles of the ancient
Torture chambers filled with in my basement
Feel the rath of the fuckin'
6 Mafia creation decending

(Gangsta Boo)
With my I slit
Yo body
That I will to pieces
No fuckin' clue to da 5.0
No witnesses an...
They only saw da mask of that I had on my face
The bitch is so-so slick that why I got away safe
I blaze da up in da air just to relax and get high
Da moon is and all I see is 6-6-6 in da sky
The Three 6
tha daughter bitch is so wild
Whateva you bitches are doin' you cannot compare to my mystic

(LaChat)
I'm up on these hoes with the muthafuckin' shotgun
A nigga wit tha 9's showin' these they can't get none
Woopin' and dumpin' and stompin' and doggin' bitches wit anamosity
Pimpin' and breakin' and cakin' these
Cause hoes can't fuck wit me
got tha gat
Creepin' up tha back
Chrome tone now on
Neva a nigga joan
Cause I'm a bitch cuttin' off niggas dicks
Man hoe takin' these niggas keep it rich
Bitches be runnin' mouth about this female they dont know about
Suckas be talkin' that shit I'm puttin' these niggas on da house

(Chruncy Black)
Mystic Styles in my as I smoke on a blunt
Yo Crunchy Black da child has a mean ass stun
I had to buck you off runnin' yo mouth with tha weak ass
You need to it closed
Trick you get yo wig split
A candle light the demon night is what it to be
Another problem for tha folks on Unsolved
Ya thought I was
Naw instead I just on yo ass
And now I'm back wit that mask and I'm to blast

(Koopsta Knicca)
Now tell me has emerged
Legions of
a nigga finna]
Rip 'em in trick
[for a with my smith & wesson]
you living
Now you cowards to bite our fuckin' style
Rip his
Cut him
Bitch with up in his town
bout to break ya somethin' off up in that house of torture
Steppin' to that bitch
[da witch or horror]
Horror da chambers that us
came up
To feed off your soul be livin' ya anger
Now ya lifes in

(Lord Infamous)
Evil...
the murderous vocalist
Infamous rippin' up all of your hoe
Approachin Da Scarecrow'll and
up niggas wit double edge
Lyrical thought as they go the lyrical
Let the Lord light up da melody
nigga that try to compare with the
Triple 6 Mafia to therapy
When you walk the wilderness
Be very quiet Lord Infamous might be out
I suggest you watch out for the voodoo
Make up The Scarecrow is out ya only for huntin'
Special to my brother Bill Dunigan
Rest in Peace he me bout these mean streets
So therefore nigga you dont wanna come deal with the
We'll drop you deep beneath
The killa imperial black miracle the bloody pacific
Scarecrow flow to the end of infinity
the style thats mystic

(Juicy "J")
Deep we creep
Take yo last
up yo tombstone
Smoke a of death

The juice'll ya fuckin' hoes in terror
And of the Mystic Styles of them 3-6 devils
Who eva step up to this click then ya
wit my harpoon
Straight yo heart fool
Soon have you in tha trance
Swearin evil chants
Two knifes stuck in my pants
Bustas do not stand a

(DJ Paul)
See Im'ma cold hearted killa murderer Al Kapone
Strong as thousand mile quick to break ya bones
A glock 19, 95 i cause ya early
Ya walkin' Triple 6 streets so foo watch ya
We all about that cheese we gotta stay straight mane
Robbin' and workin' these hoes foo it aint no
I even got virgins for me in some otha nations
so hard that I got locked for some tax evasion
Killas & is all I ever had the pleasure to meet
A rusty ass tec make ya hit ya knee
I'm tryin to keep from off my muthafuckin' balls
By da one in da chamber of da I got in my draws
I got my cap to the
Watchin' my fuckin'
My dopes across the street in the grass I'm sweatin the track
worshipper
The thug I be my profile my file
I be enemy child for a while within' a Style

Aww yea like this for da 95'
Just like year
You fuck wit us...
Beeeooooooooooootch!

Hehe, you dumbass
{Beavis & Butt-Head

(Juicy "J")
Juicy "J" aka da juice up in this bitch and I'm out

(Playa Fly)
Yea, thiz Lil' Fly up in this
from funkytown hoe

(Gangsta Boo)
Gangsta Boo up in mu-fucka you know what I'm sayin'
Kickin' these satanic I'm out hoe

(LaChat)
This LaChat up in this mu-fucka tellin all hoes to take they
ana to tha I'm out

(Koopsta Knicca)
Yeah, Koopsta Knicca up in this bitch with that shit

(DJ Paul)
Yeah, DJ Paul up in muthafucka
Da killaman--prophet in this hoe

(Lord Infamous)
Infamous, Da Scrarecrow in this muthafucka
Tha one nigga