Luyện nghe bài hát Posse Song

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

Run they mouth, get they muhfuckin' wig
Split, talkin' all that muhfuckin' pussy hoe ass nigga
We playin' with none of you hoez
Y'all know who I'm talkin' fuck you bitches
Project Pat light the fuckin' track up for 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 me in my gold teeth, blow me off the map
I attack like a shark represent this hood
North Memphis, nigga
Make it understand in my ain't no trakeness
Or no fakeness and no hoe couldn't 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 a deal, it don't cost nothin' to be real

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

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

I used to be with them mayne, I'm still them
You you was with them
How the fuck you hate them when you always them?
I think it's funny 'cause ya'll 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 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 this scope-a your door
You niggaz can't take it you hate the fact we runnin' it
You ain't gotta love it but you gon learn to it bitch

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

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

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

A killa in a coat, goin' to make a mesto
Leave you in da street wit a bloody Willie
Drankin' on scotch and we choppin' down that coco
to roll some 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 ain't lie to kick it actin' like you down dawg
Always lookin' lite trying to a murder frown dawg

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

I'm watchin' out for you polices, niggaz who'll it
This union will rip your head in pieces, I ya feel it
lyrics just like Mona Lisas 'cuz you can sell it
The click tight 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