Luyện nghe bài hát Posse Song

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

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

make a playa sin, mix it in with that white and gin
Here we go again, Project Pat keep a strap, haters know I rap
Wanna shoot me in my teeth, blow me off the map
I like a shark would represent this hood
Memphis, nigga Hollywood
Make it understand in my blood ain't no
Or no fakeness and no hoe break this, you can hate this

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

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

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

I to be with them mayne, I'm still with them
You you was with them
How the you hate them when you always claimin them?
I it's funny 'cause ya'll faggots be still calling my studio
Trying to get back, who you with 'cuz I don't need ya hoe

I call up my niggaz we buckin' and with no mercy hoe
We packin' mass case and decoratin' ya with bullet
La Chat I be ready you bustaz ain't got no reeds and
That me no choice to grab 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 take it you hate the fact that we runnin' it
You ain't gotta love it but you gon to respect it bitch

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

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

I'm shootin' a dike in her breasto, coward in his
And this police nigga, what we call em' Donnie
If you bitches want war, you can bring it, go
When I put this in yo face presto
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A killa in a black coat, goin' to a mesto
Leave you in da street wit a bloody Esco
Drankin' on some scotch and we choppin' down that
Tryin' to roll pot in a fuckin' optimol-doe

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

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

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

This ghetto hood shit is just like a murder
You step, whoa, then we shoot ya we to serve ya
You hate us mutual so don't be scared-a
The HCP will do ya mayne, we gon