Luyện nghe bài hát Posse Song

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

Run they muhfuckin' mouth, get they wig
Split, talkin' all that muhfuckin' pussy hoe ass nigga
We ain't playin' none of you hoez
Y'all know who I'm talkin' about 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 like a would represent this hood
North Memphis, nigga
Make it in my blood ain't no trakeness
Or no fakeness and no hoe break this, you can hate this

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

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

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

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

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

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

Got some syrup in my cup, got some 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 with Three 6, gotta blow your brains out

Got that south sowed up, got them loaded up
with the Scarecrow, that'll get ya blowed up
It's a hold up, fold up
Niggaz talk like they tough but they got no nutts, bitch

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

A killa in a black coat, to make a mesto
Leave you in da street wit a bloody Esco
Drankin' on some scotch and we choppin' that coco
Tryin' to roll pot in a fuckin' optimol-doe

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

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

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

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