Luyện nghe bài hát Posse Song

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

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

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

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

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

I'm 'bout to crash into you suckaz like the 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 wish you was them
How the you hate them when you always claimin them?
I think it's funny 'cause ya'll faggots be still calling my
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 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 to grab my glock and go fucka wit

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

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

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

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

A killa in a black coat, goin' to a mesto
Leave you in da street wit a Willie 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 you'll get your ass dawg
A fake ass nigga but he claimin' that he real
You ain't gotta lie to kick it like you down dawg
Always lookin' lite to wear a murder frown dawg

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

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

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