Luyện nghe bài hát Posse Song

Yeah, you know I'm sayin'
I wanna send a special shout out to hypocrites
muthafuckin' fairy informant ass niggaz mayne
You know what I'm sayin', these Donnie Brascos
These dick riders, ol' pussy eatin' bullshit ass niggaz

Run they mouth, get they muhfuckin' wig
Split, talkin' all that muhfuckin' pussy hoe ass nigga
We ain't playin' with none of you
Y'all know who I'm about fuck you bitches
Project Pat light the fuckin' track up for hoes mayne

Hen-hen-O-Sin make a playa sin, mix it in with that and gin
Here we go again, Pat gotta keep a strap, haters know I rap
Wanna shoot me in my teeth, blow me off the map
I attack a shark would represent this hood
Memphis, nigga Hollywood
Make it understand in my ain't no trakeness
Or no fakeness and no hoe couldn't this, you can hate this

Dis bitch bitch, nigga here's the deal
Crunchy ain't 'round here fakin' deals
Crunchy 'round here tryna get a meal
Why you a deal, it don't cost nothin' to be real

All ya gotta do is that shit real
Don't be runnin' 'round here you got deals
be runnin' 'round here hollerin' that you'll kill
It don't cost to be real but it costs when ya kill

I'm to crash into you suckaz like the World Trade
I'm riding Green Escalade, full of grenades
You hoez always hollerin' that we be some bitches and
But everytime I turn around you got our name on shit

I to be with them mayne, I'm still with them
You wish you was with
How the fuck you them when you always claimin them?
I think it's funny 'cause faggots be still calling my studio
Trying to get back, stay who you with 'cuz I need ya hoe

I up my niggaz we buckin' and tossin' with no mercy hoe
We mass case and decoratin' ya with bullet holes
La Chat I be you bustaz ain't got no reeds and shit
That leaves me no choice to my glock and go fucka wit

You speak killa talk but ain't no in yo blood boi
The infrared be beamin', I got scope-a behind your door
You niggaz can't take it you hate the that we runnin' it
You ain't gotta it but you gon learn to respect it bitch

Got some syrup in my cup, got some smoke in my
Got some white in my nose, got your on the couch
Got her head in my lap, trick I gotta keep it
Got a problem with Three 6, gotta your brains out

Got that south sowed up, got them guns up
Fuckin' with the Scarecrow, that'll get ya up
It's a hold up, everybody up
Niggaz talk like they tough but they ain't got no nutts,

I'm shootin' a dike in her breasto, in his chesto
And this police nigga, what we em' Donnie Brasco
If you bitches war, you can bring it, let's go
I put this tone in yo face presto
(Click)

A killa in a black coat, goin' to make a
Leave you in da street wit a Willie Esco
on some scotch and we choppin' down that coco
Tryin' to roll some pot in a fuckin'

Don't you make the wrong move and you'll get ass killed dawg
A fake ass nigga but he that he real dawg
You ain't gotta lie to kick it actin' you down dawg
Always lookin' lite trying to wear a murder frown

Don't you get and be gettin' off the pavement dawg
Don't you make me act a fool somebody hatin' me dawg
Hypnotize Camp Posse got my fuckin' back
Frayser Boy will you stankin', pop you with that gat dawg

I'm out for you polices, niggaz who'll tell it
This union will rip head in pieces, I know ya feel it
These lyrics just Mona Lisas 'cuz you can sell it
The posse click like feces, I know ya smell it

This hood shit is crucial just like a murder
You step, whoa, then we shoot ya we quick to ya
You hate us feelings mutual so be scared-a
The HCP do ya mayne, we gon hurtcha