Luyện nghe bài hát Mafia

(DJ Paul-Talking)
Yeah muthafuckaz! The Platinum bringers of the mothafuckin' "M"
back in bitch, nigga. H-C muthafuckin' P. Hypnotyze camp muthafuckin posse.
And it's goin' down, like we do about this time, nigga, night time.
We about to them black trucks up. Who we got in this muthafucka
We got my girl La Chat, Gangsta Boo, Crunchy Black
Playboy Juice, Project Pat, Lord Imfamous, and me
DJ Paul, the king of the muthafuckin' "M" town.
And it's down- HYPNOTYZE MINDS HO!

(HOOK)
Mafia!... Mafia!... Mafia!... Mafia!...
Mafia!... Mafia!... Mafia!... Mafia!

(La Chat)
La Chat, with gat
The other of MemphisHypnotize Camp we got 2 bumpin' bitches...

(Gangsta Boo)
...In the club up
hundred dollar bottles
Sippin' Cris a glass
drink it out the bottle...

(La Chat)
...Don't be hatin' and
we gettin' paid and shit
Ain't no need be till I die
I'm gon' be this...

(Gangsta Boo)
...The bottle-yeah gangsta
Ridin' posted up
you bitches up when I come gunnin'
Lettin' the bust
Chat, you got my back?

(La Chat)
I got your fuckin' back
Buckin' bitches be hatin'
their chest up through their back
(Gangsta Boo)
High as can't you tell
my eyes are red as fire
'Bout to this nigga
his money- Pimpin' 'till I die
Hypnotyze Minds be the label pay me
you other rappers talkin' shit
You cannot me

(La Chat)
So you heard it the queens
HCP we be
Fuckin' with my bitch
gon' have to be whatever...

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(Lord Imfamous)
How can you to this
Niggaz they be hatin'
Purple fuckin' man
Barely makin'
Burn it man, in
known as "assed in"
All I is money man
Can't you comprehend?
Lock and fuckin' load
Break the fuckin' law
no attitude fool
This is what we to do
With bodies in the bag
Put dope in the bag
Put money in the bag
go fool, rat tat tat

(Juicy "J")
They me Juicy gigolo
Got hoes fill
A statue of a
them platinum tips
I'm all you bitches
To beware of the
I'm tellin' all you
To beware of the
I freak your mama
Put her on the
I got my dick
When I was on the
My nigga in
He said that hoe was
I hit it from the
My nigga took her

(Project Pat)
By love my nig
Let spill my nig
Shoot to my nig
If ya my nig
Pat my nig
I spit my nig
with macks my nig
Who tote my nig
It's blast or be
Baller in your
White girl up your
Ya off that bud
A in the lot
car and no strap
Blew gotdamn brains
In your lap

(Lord Imfamous)
Choose your
But boy choose them
of my poisons
Are deadlier
I am the
And this is therapy
You can one
So you get a pair of these
Beat, bound and
off bounty
Place all his
All over
The shit's very
That I place in the
Prepare you for your last
To the

(DJ Paul)
I how TV can hurt
And plus platinum to match
And add twenties and vogues
And Gucci on backs
We got them Bentlys and
And all them on lock
The gettin' kind of clearer
I see why them hot
You hoes is strugglin' and
And rise in the hood
It's cold I'm up heat
And you wish you
Y'all wish could get back with us
Then maybe you could shine
the rappers you wish you was
And get off the
I'm one in the chamber
Because I'm filled up with
And when I see yo hoe 'n'
You your life's in danger
I do a show y'all in the
Hollerin' no of shit
Is the best way that you know
To get lil bitch
I how they feel
They feelin' they left out
And we the movin' on
So we the talked about
But keep it your best
And one day then get a crown
But then do a hit of coke
And keep feelin'
'Cause suckaz... that's

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