Luyện nghe bài hát M.e.m.p.h.i.s. (remix)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The one to bust his gun, hollow tips come by the ton
Two AK's, and put some drama to leave this niggaz bodies
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, naked face, to kickin' in door
4 niggaz deep, bandannas with black
So, when we creep, drop 'cause hit you nine times
your nine lives, bump up and hypnotize your mind, blind

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

How in the fuck can you handle the, butsa
Toss that bitch over the banaster, like trash
Hollow points into your troops, when I have to shoot
Plus, I'll be the cap for you, and trick be absolute

I woke up early Saturday
Suddenly your was ringin' off the charger
to myself, man, is it a bitch 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, bother my
gon' reach the ceiling fan

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

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

Blastin' like rondo batays, for you miatays
Koop with double and duck tape and wicked wizards
And I, perferin' busin' in my freak time
Taught 'em in that buried unknown, they reap why

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

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