Luyện nghe bài hát M.e.m.p.h.i.s.

Finally, I got all niggaz on on a muthafuckin' Posse song
Niggaz that's down to cut some muthafuckin'
From to ATL, to Nashville, back to the M-town nigga
And you know what that mean
Makin' easy money, pimpin' hoes is serious
Makin' easy money, pimpin' hoes is nigga

a nigga, drug dealer, out here on the track nigga
Weed smoker, coke snorter, come and get a pack
slangier, bitch banger, dog I'll bring it to ya
If you got a problem me, holla at my Luger

Dro puffer, cheese come up, when we on the track
Hit you in the head, with the gat, 'til your crack
Blood gushin', head rushin', act first, no
Come with that bullshit, then the bullets start

First crime, we came with Mystic Stylez on
You slip, I By My Rep don't fuck with mine
Da End, the souls of men inside
The Posse, the Prophet, the Posse, we all

We brutal, the 2 to end the phase
Our mind, in crime reminds, N Laz Dayz
Hypnotize, and blazed gold plate
Sixty 6, sixty 1, The Clears, evaporate

I got a 357, a tec with a clip
A 180 pounds fist that will bust lips
killaz on my side, if I tell 'em they gon' get
A fiend the business, I ain't wit'

And now in 2000 you talkin' the shit
And now in 2000 I'll and I won't miss
smoke is in the air the liquor is still a fill
The is still gold, and the curls they know kick doors

The one to bust his gun, hollow tips come by the ton
Two AK's, and put some drama to leave this bodies numb
I don't this shit for fun, cock it back and let it go
And 6 shots, from the 3-6 lettin' 'em know, whoa

Picture me, face, to kickin' in your door
4 niggaz deep, bandannas with calicos
So, when we creep, drop 'cause I'ma hit you nine
your nine lives, bump up and hypnotize your mind, blind

You can believe this, you can believe
And believe I got a bat, and I'm bustin' your head black
You I'm comin' strong, you believe I'm all grown
You that nigga I love to get it on

You half steppin', I got the
Boom, boom, I'm blastin' at your mind to get you believe
I to kill, I love the thrill
And I love to put a nigga body parts in the field,

No no, come, and get this bitch, ain't got no time for no shit
Got all my boys, make no noise, just throw that trick in the ditch
It ain't no way La Chat gon' let it slide, with the shit that you
I got my piece for what I do, to show you who the fuck one

I shot that bitch without causes, got no love in my heart
It ain't no way that I can't handle, keep tone in my jaw
ain't no crap, I speak the truth, gotta come too thick to get me
On one of you hoes, before you come, La Chat ain't easy

Man a bitch'll take that lil bit out her pussy for them
Get the away from me, ho because
The crew can't stand them
her, break her, to whip that funky bitch
Talkin' that shit about this man you'll get 10 slugs up in your

Yeah, we can do it take your and do it right
You can the fuckin' chewin', I can fuck you all night
fight about your friends see how them bitches gon' start
See now that's that type of shit that get my muh'fuckin' dick

Mack-11's, and load 'em full of ammunition
Terrorist sect's, we and lock 'em in the expedition
No set a niggaz got guns equivalent to we pack
Nuclear pistols and fire scorchin' gats

How in the fuck can you the, butsa damager
Toss that over the banaster, like trash canisters
Hollow points your battle troops, when I have to shoot
Plus, be storin' the cap for you, and trick be absolute

I woke up Saturday morning
Suddenly your phone was off the charger
Thinkin' to myself, man, is it a or cop, or is it them robbers
Got MC of in a scheme, I'm stainin' for my dividends
And pay a livin', neh nigga, gon' my
Cheese reach the ceiling fan

You can catch my in president thing, on gizold when you see me
You can joke me, ever rope me, best believe bleed this evenin'
Fuck the reason, and the treason, time to get dirty nigga better pop it
You was for your life, but all I heard was Killa Klan Kaze

Bitches think we playin', think this killa a joke
Don't around with HCP and get you ass smoked, ho
Comin' with some fully auto's, fuck semi's
Hit 'em with some auto's, 'cause I despise

like some rondo batays, for you miatays
Koop with clicks and duck tape and wicked wizards
And I, keepin' busin' in my freak time
Taught 'em in that buried unknown, wanna reap why

Give you second thoughts about business, you then finished right
you to the vault, cash it in, all night flight
And I'm in a bad mood, make it that
Plus, I gotta ease on this nine-milly, willy, nigga I slang that

Bitch, nigga, CP nigga
HCP, Camp Posse nigga
What, what, it's CP
HCP,