Luyện nghe bài hát Mystic Stylez

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

Mafia...

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

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

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

(Gangsta Boo)
With my styles I
Yo body
That I chop to pieces
No fuckin' to da 5.0 click
No fuckin' an...
They saw da mask of Jason that I had on my face
The scandalous bitch is so-so that why I got away safe
I da bunt 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 bitch is so
Whateva you bitches are doin' you cannot compare to my mystic

(LaChat)
I'm creepin' up on these hoes with the shotgun
A wit tha 9's showin' these bitches they can't get none
Woopin' and dumpin' and stompin' and doggin' these bitches wit
Pimpin' and breakin' and cakin' 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 cuttin' off niggas dicks
Man hoe takin' niggas gotta keep it rich
Bitches be runnin' they mouth 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 has a mean ass stun
I had to buck you off runnin' yo mouth with tha weak ass
You need to it closed
before you get yo wig split
A light the demon night is what it have to be
Another problem for tha on Unsolved Mysteries
Ya I was dead
Naw I just faked on yo ass
And now I'm back wit mask and I'm ready to blast

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

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

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

The juice'll leave ya fuckin' in terror
And scared of the Mystic of them 3-6 devils
Who eva step up to this click ya doomed
wit my harpoon
Straight yo heart fool
I'll have you in tha trance
Swearin hearin' evil
Two knifes stuck in my pants
do not stand a chance

(DJ Paul)
See Im'ma hearted killa like murderer Al Kapone
Strong as thousand mile winds to break ya bones
A glock 19, 95 i ya early death
Ya walkin' Triple 6 so foo watch ya step
We all about makin' that cheese we stay straight mane
Robbin' and workin' these hoes foo it aint no
I even got virgins servin' for me in some nations
so hard that I got locked for some tax evasion
Killas & theves is all I ever had the to meet
A rusty ass tec 9'll ya hit ya knee
I'm tryin to keep blastin' off my muthafuckin' balls
By da one in da of da glock I got in my draws
I got my cap to the
my fuckin' back
My dopes the street in the grass when I'm sweatin the track
Satan
The thug I be my profile my file
I be enemy for a while within' a Mystic Style

Aww yea like this for da 95'
Just like year
You fuck 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, thiz Lil' Fly up in this
from funkytown hoe

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

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

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

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

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