Luyện nghe bài hát Wolf Pack

(DJ Paul)
AUUUUUU!! Wolfpack, GET BITCH!
GET ON THE MUTHA GROUND HOE!
HYPNOTIZE GOT DAMN IN YO HOUSE BITCH!
Boo,Crunchy Blac,Lord Infamous,DJ Paul,Juicy J,La Chat
and my new Frayser Boy!

(Gangsta Boo)
Hypnotize bitch,step into this mask
Get yo ass fucked up bitch, 44
And u lemons lookin at me
Gangsta B. gonna catch a fuckin murder charge
Fuckin wit you
Mutha fuckas wit that hoe
Circulatin bout the lady, whats the bizness bitch
If u really got a problem then let my know
How you gonna handle that? the of a killer hoe

(Crunchy Blac)
the wrong move and body's get bruised
Talk to much fool, and I duct you
Act a damn and get treated like a fool
What did I do to get stuck in these
Ooooh the oooh!!! when ya see me come thru
Lock and load,when I pop at you
Do the damn thing,nigga do you do
Aint no attitude I'm just like you

(Frayser Boy)
I'm knockin you niggas doors
all you niggas hoes
Get out the way Im bows
A hurt,dont stop no show
out the Bay a nigga real
Dont try to the fuckin deal
All my dogs I is trill
I'm out here tryna get a
wit that Hypnotize
I can see it in yo
Frayser Boy it no lie
You can kiss yo ass
I been as HCP
Niggas u fuck wit me
Just like the Sun bringin heat run up u gone see bitch

(Lord Infamous)
Lords the
morbid
Chainsaw
blood is pouring
of war
I invented the
44 gat, all the slugs are
the target,hope u can absorb it
My mortuary's got plenty of
I got some shit that launch yo ass orbit
Close the
poetry

(DJ Paul)
Now Ima it down for ya since you bitches dont know
Just u signed wit select-o, you aint a CEO
Ya gotta sell some first, thats part of the plan
Lets try to see if you can get more than 20,000 on scan
You wack ass what ya playin wit this cheese
Ya to get up on 80 G's and hollar at me
Thats the price for a Hypnotize beat
On my wall I got some and I got some PTs
I bet u knew dat

(Juicy J)
I'm the hood
I aint no
Wit 20 deep
We lac wood
You faze me
You do me
You say u on top
So why u me
You muggin u
But I carin
Or is it my
The the carats
But why u do
What grown do
Like go to of dubbs
And 22's

(La Chat)
I'm puttin the city on
I'm finna up them glocks
I'm gonna blow up ya
When ya run ya get
strapped up wit gats
But you cant of a mack
You fucked up ya know dat
I you watchin yo back
I gave you a great bitch
Them killers give me yo
La Chat blow off yo wig
Why you crossin yo nig
I hope ya for war
Aint got no time for ya
Mayn I got somethin in
Ya need to wit ya whore
I get together the
Pull up in of ya home
Ya betta that its on
woman shoot up ya dome
Since ya be a killer
Heres ya ya nigga
see do u got the liver
To ya gun and the trigga
of bitches hate Chat
But I fucked up bout dat
Ya wanna get off anna
Shit!!! ya know I'm at
But ya know how I roll
Ya bitches what I'm bout
Aint no wit me
I put my foot in yo