Luyện nghe bài hát Mystic Stylez

(DJ Paul)
Ah yea
We finna get ready to bump that out loced out part two
mystic stylez 3 6 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 dance
Playaz lookin'
Stole our
in me so
Fly can get so
Bustas when I'm on that blow
Enhance my to make me treal
Treal to kill at will
Will I you
Fly will peel you off da map that's all so
Don't you mothasuckas often wonder what to call shit
Ummmm, call it mystic stylez cause fly sytles so mystic

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

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

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

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

(Chruncy Black)
Mystic Styles in my head as I on a blunt
Yo Crunchy Black da deamons child has a ass stun
I had to buck you off runnin' yo with tha weak ass shit
You need to keep it
Trick before you get yo wig
A candle light the demon night is it have 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
[cas a finna]
Rip 'em in trick
[for a date my smith & wesson]
you living
Now you cowards waitin' to bite our fuckin'
Rip his
Cut him
Bitch with up in his town
Niggas bout to break ya somethin' off up in that house of
to that Koopsta bitch
[da witch or horror]
da chambers that tame us
They up
To feed off your fool be livin' ya anger
Now ya lifes in

(Lord Infamous)
Evil...
Notice the murderous
Infamous rippin' up all of your hoe
Approachin Da butchure and
Tearin' up niggas wit edge
Lyrical thought as they go the legacy
Let the Lord light up da melody
Every nigga that try to with the
Triple 6 Mafia to therapy
you walk throught the wilderness
Be very quiet Lord Infamous be out stalkin'
I suggest you watch out for the cultures
Make up The Scarecrow is out there ya for huntin'
Special to my brother Bill Dunigan
Rest in he taught me bout these mean streets
So therefore nigga you dont wanna deal with the mafia
We'll you deep down beneath
The killa black miracle from the bloody pacific
Scarecrow flow to the end of infinity
With the thats mystic

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

The leave ya fuckin' hoes in terror
And scared of the Styles of them 3-6 devils
Who eva step up to click then ya doomed
Cruise wit my
Straight through yo heart
I'll have you in tha trance
Swearin evil chants
Two knifes stuck in my pants
do not stand a chance

(DJ Paul)
See Im'ma cold hearted like murderer Al Kapone
Strong as thousand mile winds to break ya bones
A glock 19, 95 i cause ya death
Ya walkin' 6 streets so foo watch ya step
We all about makin' that we gotta stay straight mane
Robbin' and workin' these foo it aint no thang
I got virgins servin' for me in some otha nations
Pimpin' so hard I got locked for some tax evasion
Killas & is all I ever had the pleasure to meet
A ass tec 9'll make ya hit ya knee
I'm to keep from blastin' 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
Satan
The I be my profile read my file
I be enemy child for a within' a Mystic Style

Aww yea it's like for da 95'
like last year
You cant wit us...
Beeeooooooooooootch!

Butt-Head: Hehe, you
{Beavis & laughing}

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

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

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

(LaChat)
This up in this 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 entertainment in this hoe

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