Luyện nghe bài hát Mystic Stylez

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

Mafia...

(Playa Fly)
Bustaz get so dazed and
Theres Lil' Fly's
of smoked out loced out puffed out as them demons dance
Playaz lookin'
our style
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 peel 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 mack is kickin' with the click that's known as Triple 6
Don't bar no lemon busta niggas we love 'em
In a trunk is where I 'em
Suckas run they liquor I nigga hollow thangs
Ain't got no feelings when im killin' busta duck for cover
I come with a chrome y'all can makin' pay the cost
Infared to ya head full of lead lames
You can by the dollar that I'm spittin' game
underestimate my pimpin' but mackin' but trippin' sprayin'
Layin' bitches to the canvas and bustas can I man

(Koopsta Knicca)
Styles of the ancient mutalations
Torture chambers filled with corpses in my
Feel the rath of the devilition
Three 6 Mafia 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 only saw da of Jason that I had on my face
The scandalous 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 6 Mafia
tha devils daughter bitch is so
Whateva you bitches are doin' you compare to my mystic style

(LaChat)
I'm creepin' up on these hoes the muthafuckin' 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 and cakin' these niggas
these hoes can't fuck wit me
got tha gat
Creepin' up tha back
tone now it's on
Neva love a joan
Cause I'm a crazy bitch cuttin' off niggas
Man hoe takin' these niggas gotta keep it
Bitches be runnin' they mouth about this they dont know about
Suckas be talkin' that shit I'm puttin' funky niggas on da house

(Chruncy Black)
Mystic Styles in my head as I on a blunt
Yo Crunchy da deamons 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 light the demon night is what it have to be
Another problem for tha on Unsolved Mysteries
Ya I was dead
Naw instead I just on yo ass
And now I'm back wit mask and I'm ready to blast

(Koopsta Knicca)
Now tell me somthing has
of demons
[cas a finna]
Rip 'em in plenty
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 Koopsta bitch
[da wicked or horror]
Horror da chambers tame us
came up
To feed off your soul fool be ya anger
Now ya lifes in

(Lord Infamous)
Evil...
the murderous vocalist
Infamous up all of your hoe shit
Da Scarecrow'll butchure and
Tearin' up wit double edge
Lyrical thought as they go the legacy
Let the Lord Infamous light up da
Every nigga try to compare with the
Triple 6 walkin' to therapy
When you walk throught the
Be very Lord Infamous might be out stalkin'
I you watch out for the voodoo cultures
Make up The Scarecrow is out there ya only for
Special to my brother Bill Dunigan
Rest in Peace he taught me bout mean streets
So therefore nigga you dont come deal with the mafia
drop you deep down beneath
The killa imperial miracle from the bloody pacific
Scarecrow will flow to the end of
With the style thats

(Juicy "J")
Deep when we
Take yo last
up yo tombstone
Smoke a blunt of

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

(DJ Paul)
See Im'ma cold killa like murderer Al Kapone
Strong as thousand winds quick to break ya bones
A glock 19, 95 i ya early death
Ya Triple 6 streets so foo watch ya step
We all about makin' cheese we gotta stay straight mane
Robbin' and workin' hoes foo it aint no thang
I even got virgins servin' for me in some otha
Pimpin' so that I got locked for some tax evasion
Killas & theves is all I ever had the pleasure to
A ass tec 9'll make ya hit ya knee
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 across the street in the grass when I'm sweatin the track
Satan
The thug I be my read my file
I be enemy child for a while within' a Mystic

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

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

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

(Playa Fly)
Yea, thiz Lil' Fly up in mothafucka
Straight funkytown hoe

(Gangsta Boo)
Gangsta Boo up in this mu-fucka you know what I'm
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 this 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 muthafucka
Tha mystical one