Luyện nghe bài hát Whatever Ho

DJ
Yeah you muthafuckin'
Y'all the muthafuckin' dead Hypnotize Camp and Profit Posse in this

Get one of these gold plaques on the wall you talk some old
shit
Bitch, whatever nigga
We in this muthafucka for the 9-9, 9's to head ho
(Mafia, Mafia, Mafi-ya, ya, Mafia, Mafia, Mafi-ya, ya)

J:
Glock 9's, 9's, any kinda gun bitch
gats have got these cowards on the run bitch
Kill 'em they convicts
Know they hear guns click
Doped up a muthafucka (Cough, Cough, Snort)
You could catch me in the same hood, on the fuckin' block
a pearl Rolex watch, and a knot, and a glock
9 o'clock clock nigga like to slang 'cause I be weight and
We gon' put a end to you hoes and you hatin'

Infamous:
I'ma be every fuckin' piece of skrilla out here I can make
I'ma break fuckin' bitch, fatalities that I can bring
millie my pillie but killie, killin' everything that I wanna kill
You weak ass niggaz don't want Lord Infamous South Parkway to get ill
Long from the norm, we get dumb with a bomb, with the guns you bitches
get steel
Scarecrow, Club House, yes it ill
So, all y'all listen closely you ever forget
Y'all wouldn't, Y'all never be with out us bitch
Don't

Black:
Killin' shit
Bitches shit
ain't shit
Bodies in a
How many niggaz done that shit
the Project fuckin' Pat, Thug Posse ya bitch
Niggaz gon' talk, gon' start
gonna get they bodies in a trunk
All I want is
Muthafuckaz
Get down on your
Gimme all cash

Whoa, muthafucka watch yourself, just your back
still we chillin' with Pat
Straped with gats
Be to attack
All you hatin' ass niggaz that wanna jump, yo punk up
You better come up real with your muthatfuckin' shit, cause boy, it's
get
gone bad, for you niggaz claimin' killaz
Automatic triggaz pullin' drillin' holes your liver
How you figure, I was gon' let you talk shit and peep these streets
Sayin' "That ScanMan a bitch" know watch them throw lights out in my

DJ
Killin', buckin', buckin up in
rickin' off the walls, nigga this is Warfare
Suckaz claimin' they got
You don't these elephants
Specialize in notes
Specialize in hoes
Niggaz is serious, I can't play no games no more
Niggaz actin' curious, but I think know the score
know the Hypnotize medallion show what click you claim
Hold it up strong, those, who stay real, or maintain', in this game

MC
Alot of niggaz that shit and end up gettin' the wig split
It's MC Mack, the nigga known for smackin', jackin', Jacks
Busta ass nigga, run you and get your ass blowed off
Watch me put my ski mask on, my gat back trick now drop it off
Shoot a super soaker in a minute don't you give a fuck about nigga
if he's speakin' use your counter
Rollin' like a nigga smack a nigga like a nigga a bitch, you crumpa,
stain a
Ain't no love lost off in my heart, no place colder
Won't you come a little closer nigga, you won't be our

Socialists up miss servin' sevens
Have 'em in suspended, in the middle
Started rivalries
swithin', actin' fickle
But if you fuck family ties, we leave you triple
That there know his gun a missle, Lord don't flash on him, only man
chival
Erasin' ample all in the name of the T-Rock
Suckaz eat pot, swallow D, and get punished for three
the hit stops, it won't be over, 'til your heat pops
Away from the gravity, stand and your a Tech and see him drop

Gangsta
Yeah I know, I
Down, down, goin' down, down
Sweet baby, Rock-a-bye baby
wanna run up, we be flexin' the Tech and
Be at ya we comin', and I bitch, I bet ya, I bet ya
You wanna hit 'em, but nigga you an't 'em, forget 'em
Because you sorry, and ain't nothin' but venom
I know bitches out there lovin' me, niggaz got of fuckin' me
me ain't the story gon' fuck you up mean more to me

DJ
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Project
Alot of gunfire, bustin' on you to get my point across
Ridin' in your hood and let the muthafuckin' toss
Tossin' me a berries pack, now I'm tossin' you some
Ridin' my congregation, and we smokin' on marijuana
If you wanna go to war with us, we to bust
Caught that niggaz slippin' at his place, shot him in his
Now I race, from the scenery, on greenery
I got a temper but you tricks wanna be mean to me
It's the weak, to tell 'em, Julius Caesar, how he rolls
Newspaper, told to tell 'em, how he just got of his toes
You should know, we rollin' deep, hittin' like a train
Kiss the floor, don't be dumb cause I don't explain
I maintain, catchin' drinks, Project cathin' cappers
at your muthafuckin' lane, they be catching vapors
Playa Haters, violatiers, bullshiters, for y'all
Boy I a big gun, you don't want none