Luyện nghe bài hát Mystic Stylez

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

Mafia...

(Playa Fly)
Bustaz get so and amazed
Lil' Fly's chance
Memories of smoked out loced out puffed out as them dance
Playaz wild
Stole our
in me so
Fly can get so
Bustas silent when I'm on that
Enhance my skills to make me
Treal to kill at will
I kill you
Fly will you off da map that's all so real
Don't you mothasuckas wonder what to call this shit
Ummmm, call it mystic stylez cause fly so mystic bitch

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

(Koopsta Knicca)
Styles of the ancient mutalations
Torture chambers filled with in my basement
the rath of the fuckin' devilition
Three 6 Mafia creation

(Gangsta Boo)
With my I slit
Yo bitch
That I will chop to
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 is full and all I see is 6-6-6 in da sky
The Three 6
tha devils daughter bitch is so
Whateva you bitches are doin' you compare to my mystic style

(LaChat)
I'm creepin' up on these with the muthafuckin' shotgun
A nigga wit tha 9's showin' these bitches they can't get
Woopin' and dumpin' and stompin' and doggin' bitches wit anamosity
Pimpin' and breakin' and cakin' niggas
Cause hoes can't fuck wit me
got tha gat
Creepin' up from tha
Chrome now it's on
Neva love a nigga
Cause I'm a crazy bitch cuttin' off niggas
Man hoe takin' these gotta keep it rich
Bitches be they mouth about this female they dont know about
Suckas be talkin' shit I'm puttin' these funky niggas on da house

(Chruncy Black)
Mystic Styles in my head as I on a blunt
Yo Crunchy Black da deamons child has a mean ass
I had to buck you off runnin' yo mouth tha weak ass shit
You to keep it closed
Trick before you get yo wig
A candle light the demon night is it have to be
Another for tha folks on Unsolved Mysteries
Ya I was dead
Naw instead I faked on yo ass
And now I'm wit that mask and I'm ready to blast

(Koopsta Knicca)
Now tell me somthing has
Legions of
[cas a nigga
Rip 'em in trick
a date with my smith & wesson]
Bitch you
Now you waitin' to bite our fuckin' style
Rip his
Cut him
Bitch mass up in his town
Niggas bout to break ya off up in that house of torture
Steppin' to that Koopsta
[da witch or horror]
Horror da that tame us
came up
To feed off your fool be livin' ya anger
Now ya in danger

(Lord Infamous)
Evil...
Notice the murderous
rippin' up all of your hoe shit
Approachin Da Scarecrow'll and
up niggas wit double edge
Lyrical thought as they go the legacy
Let the Lord Infamous up da melody
Every nigga that try to compare the
Triple 6 walkin' to therapy
When you throught the wilderness
Be very quiet Lord might be out stalkin'
I suggest you out for the voodoo cultures
Make up The Scarecrow is out there ya only for
Special thanks to my brother Dunigan
Rest in Peace he me bout these mean streets
So therefore nigga you dont wanna come deal the mafia
We'll drop you deep beneath
The killa imperial black miracle from the bloody
Scarecrow will flow to the end of
the style thats mystic

(Juicy "J")
Deep we creep
yo last breath
Roll up yo
Smoke a of death

The juice'll leave ya fuckin' in terror
And scared of the Mystic Styles of 3-6 devils
Who eva step up to this click ya doomed
Cruise wit my
Straight through yo heart
Soon I'll you in tha trance
Swearin evil chants
Two knifes down in my pants
Bustas do not a chance

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

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

Hehe, you dumbass
{Beavis & Butt-Head

(Juicy "J")
Yeah Juicy "J" aka da 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 this mu-fucka you what I'm sayin'
Kickin' these verses I'm out hoe

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

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

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

(Lord Infamous)
Lord Infamous, Da in this muthafucka
Tha mystical one