Luyện nghe bài hát Hit A Muthafucker

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I bet you
Hit a motherfucker hit a (Bitch)
Hit a motherfucker hit a
I bet you
Push a motherfucker push a (Hoe)
Push a motherfucker a motherfucker
I bet you

This ain't no game we the pain
So don't you niggas
Fallin the club with all thugs
And five extra
Deep alsways deep is how we come cause we no joke
So when you hoes talk all this
We gonna cut ya
And let you chuck right out the door, the 6 Mafia game
Now I was pullin a gun
We out so throw them
Don't hit white
Any why the fuck act like you man
We know you niggas just some
You let our nuts

(??)
And let me you mind up
Want to get you hypnotized cause you this
Keep a mystic type of business we run
You may not cap to the s's
we young, my time, my flex
It's a futuristic and autistic mega plex
I up many shots cuase on my run colegri pop
I make sure they get so wild, they bustin caps on the spot
All around the planet rock, the ghetto clocks don't
My nigga gotta take a deep
A blowin till they drop

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(??)
We ain't going to stop until some down people die up in the
Word up, them to the floor
Put your foot in his guts so aple them fully trample
Shoot a pistol in the air, make it so kit kiddy handle
The crowd, the ru rush before a few gonna get crushed
Crush crush, we got it buck (The Three 6)
And when the shows over I to see (??) nothing but bodies
On the floor and they got no 6 (Surprise)

(??)
I heard the that a nigga has said, something about that nigga
I think his was Cruchy Blac
But I walk up to his house, I knocked his door
When he to the door, I hit him in the mouth
And I him on the floor
I hit him and hit him somemore
Then I told that boy
of ran his mouth about of the motherfucking prophet boys
Cause the prophet boys be all of ya'll
Ganna tear around throat and drag you like you want

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(Gangsta Boo)
Why to styling at my
Why you talks behind my
Hitting you hitting you down I (??) to attack
can't be fade
Cause this lady roll with right
Now I'm shit
Call me mobb bitch
Smoking automos all you hoes my damn self
Never with you skanks
I'm bad for your health
Playa haters out you stars pullin' cars yourself
We be like some fart under sheets, hold your breathe

(??)
(...??...)
See I up then niggas operator tellin me they
was stressed with you up on that house that I'm
out there
See you telling always who freezy's always shells
(...??...)
How she really cares her hair
Here he thinks he stabbs a hoe round'

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