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 do that dat sheeeeeit...

Mafia...

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

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

(Koopsta Knicca)
Mystic of the ancient mutalations
Torture chambers with corpses in my basement
Feel the of the fuckin' devilition
6 Mafia creation decending

(Gangsta Boo)
With my I slit
Yo body
That I will to pieces
No fuckin' to da 5.0 click
No witnesses an...
They only saw da mask of Jason that I had on my
The bitch is so-so slick that why I got away safe
I blaze da bunt up in da air just to relax and get
Da is full and all I see is 6-6-6 in da sky
The 6 Mafia
tha daughter bitch is so wild
Whateva you bitches are doin' you compare to my mystic style

(LaChat)
I'm creepin' up on hoes with the muthafuckin' shotgun
A wit tha 9's showin' these bitches they can't get none
Woopin' and dumpin' and and doggin' these bitches wit anamosity
Pimpin' and breakin' and cakin' niggas
Cause these hoes fuck wit me
got tha gat
Creepin' up tha back
tone now it's on
Neva a nigga joan
Cause I'm a bitch cuttin' off niggas dicks
Man hoe these 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 child has a mean ass stun
I had to you off runnin' yo mouth with tha weak ass shit
You to keep it closed
Trick before you get yo wig
A candle the demon night is what it have to be
Another problem for tha folks on 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 has emerged
Legions of
a nigga finna]
Rip 'em in plenty
a date with my smith & wesson]
Bitch you
Now you cowards to bite our fuckin' style
Rip his
Cut him
Bitch with mass up in his
Niggas bout to break ya somethin' off up in house of torture
Steppin' to that Koopsta
[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 vocalist
Infamous rippin' up all of your hoe
Da Scarecrow'll butchure and
Tearin' up niggas wit double
Lyrical thought as go the lyrical legacy
Let the Lord Infamous light up da
Every that try to compare with the
6 Mafia walkin' to therapy
When you throught the wilderness
Be very quiet Lord might be out stalkin'
I you watch out for the voodoo cultures
up The Scarecrow is out there ya only for huntin'
Special thanks to my Bill Dunigan
Rest in he taught me bout these mean streets
So therefore you dont wanna come deal with the mafia
We'll you deep down beneath
The killa imperial black miracle the bloody pacific
Scarecrow will flow to the end of
With the style thats

(Juicy "J")
when we creep
Take yo last
Roll up yo
Smoke a blunt of

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

(DJ Paul)
See Im'ma cold hearted killa like Al Kapone
Strong as thousand mile winds to break ya bones
A 19, 95 i cause ya early death
Ya Triple 6 streets so foo watch ya step
We all about that cheese 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 & theves is all I had the pleasure to meet
A rusty ass tec 9'll make ya hit ya
I'm tryin to keep 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 fuckin'
My dopes the street in the grass when I'm sweatin the track
Satan
The thug I be my read my file
I be child for a while within' a Mystic Style

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

Hehe, you dumbass
{Beavis & laughing}

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

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

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

(LaChat)
This LaChat up in this 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 up in this muthafucka
Da killaman--prophet entertainment in hoe

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