Luyện nghe bài hát Posse Song

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

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

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

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

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

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

I used to be with them mayne, I'm still with
You you was with them
How the you hate 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 call up my we buckin' and tossin' with no mercy hoe
We packin' mass case and ya with bullet holes
La Chat I be ready you ain't got no reeds and shit
leaves 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 some syrup in my cup, got some smoke in my
Got white in my nose, got your bitch on the couch
Got her head in my lap, trick I keep it south
Got a problem with Three 6, gotta blow brains out

Got south sowed up, got them guns loaded up
Fuckin' the Scarecrow, that'll get ya blowed up
It's a hold up, everybody 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, what we em' Donnie Brasco
If you want war, you can bring it, let's go
When I put this tone in yo face
(Click)

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

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

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

I'm watchin' out for you polices, niggaz who'll it
This union will rip your head in pieces, I know ya it
These lyrics just 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 feelings mutual so be scared-a
The HCP will do ya mayne, we gon