Luyện nghe bài hát Mystic Stylez

(DJ Paul)
Ah yea
We get ready to bump that smoked out loced out part two
mystic stylez 3 6 in da hoe
We finna do dat sheeeeeit...

Mafia...

(Playa Fly)
Bustaz get so dazed and
Theres Fly's chance
Memories of smoked out loced out out as them demons dance
Playaz lookin'
Stole our
in me so
Fly can get so
Bustas silent when I'm on that
Enhance my skills to make me
Treal to kill at will
I kill you
Fly will peel you off da map all so real
Don't you mothasuckas often what to call this shit
Ummmm, call it mystic stylez fly sytles so mystic bitch

(MC Mack)
The pimpin' mack is kickin' with the click that's known as 6
bar no lemon busta niggas we dont love 'em
In a trunk is I stuff 'em
Suckas run they liquor I deliver hollow thangs
Ain't got no feelings when im killin' cluckers busta for cover
I come with a chrome y'all can hoes pay the cost
Infared to ya head full of yawkin' lames
You can betcha by the dollar that I'm spittin'
Niggas underestimate my but mackin' but trippin' sprayin'
Layin' bitches to the canvas and bustas can I man

(Koopsta Knicca)
Styles of the ancient mutalations
Torture chambers with corpses in my basement
Feel the rath of the fuckin'
6 Mafia creation decending

(Gangsta Boo)
With my styles I
Yo body
That I will to pieces
No fuckin' clue to da 5.0
No witnesses an...
They only saw da mask of Jason I had on my face
The scandalous is so-so slick that why I got away safe
I blaze da bunt up in da air just to and get high
Da is full and all I see is 6-6-6 in da sky
The Three 6
tha daughter bitch is so wild
Whateva you bitches are doin' you cannot compare to my mystic

(LaChat)
I'm creepin' up on hoes with the muthafuckin' shotgun
A nigga wit tha 9's showin' bitches they can't get none
Woopin' and dumpin' and stompin' and these bitches wit anamosity
Pimpin' and breakin' and cakin' these
Cause these hoes can't wit me
got tha gat
Creepin' up tha back
tone now it's on
Neva love a nigga
Cause I'm a crazy bitch cuttin' off niggas
Man hoe takin' these niggas gotta it rich
Bitches be runnin' they mouth about this female they dont know
Suckas be that shit I'm puttin' these funky niggas on da house

(Chruncy Black)
Mystic in my head as I smoke on a blunt
Yo Crunchy da deamons child has a mean ass stun
I had to buck you off runnin' yo mouth tha weak ass shit
You need to it closed
Trick you get yo wig split
A candle light the demon is what it have to be
Another problem for tha folks on Mysteries
Ya thought I was
Naw I just faked on yo ass
And now I'm back wit that mask and I'm to blast

(Koopsta Knicca)
Now me somthing has emerged
of demons
[cas a nigga
Rip 'em in trick
[for a with my smith & wesson]
Bitch you
Now you cowards waitin' to bite our fuckin'
Rip his
Cut him
Bitch with mass up in his
Niggas bout to ya somethin' off up in that house of torture
to that Koopsta bitch
[da wicked witch or
da chambers that tame us
They up
To feed off your soul be livin' ya anger
Now ya lifes in

(Lord Infamous)
Evil...
Notice the vocalist
Infamous rippin' up all of your hoe
Approachin Da butchure and
up niggas wit double edge
Lyrical as they go the lyrical legacy
Let the Lord light up da melody
nigga that try to compare with the
Triple 6 Mafia walkin' to
you walk throught the wilderness
Be quiet Lord Infamous might be out stalkin'
I suggest you watch out for the cultures
Make up The Scarecrow is out there ya for huntin'
thanks to my brother Bill Dunigan
Rest in Peace he taught me bout these mean
So therefore nigga you dont wanna come with the mafia
We'll drop you deep beneath
The killa imperial black miracle from the bloody
will flow to the end of infinity
With the style mystic

(Juicy "J")
Deep we creep
yo last breath
Roll up yo
Smoke a blunt of

The leave ya fuckin' hoes in terror
And scared of the Mystic Styles of 3-6 devils
Who eva step up to this click then ya
wit my harpoon
Straight through yo fool
I'll have you in tha trance
Swearin evil chants
Two knifes down in my pants
Bustas do not stand a

(DJ Paul)
See cold hearted killa like murderer Al Kapone
Strong as thousand mile winds quick to break ya
A glock 19, 95 i cause ya early
Ya Triple 6 streets so foo watch ya step
We all about makin' cheese we gotta stay straight mane
Robbin' and workin' hoes foo it aint no thang
I even got virgins servin' for me in some otha
Pimpin' so that I got locked for some tax evasion
Killas & theves is all I had the pleasure to meet
A ass tec 9'll make ya hit ya knee
I'm tryin to keep from blastin' off my balls
By da one in da of da glock I got in my draws
I got my cap to the
Watchin' my back
My dopes across the street in the when I'm sweatin the track
worshipper
The I be my profile read my file
I be enemy for a while within' a Mystic Style

Aww yea it's this for da 95'
Just like year
You cant wit us...
Beeeooooooooooootch!

Butt-Head: Hehe, you
{Beavis & Butt-Head

(Juicy "J")
Yeah Juicy "J" aka da juice up in bitch and I'm out

(Playa Fly)
Yea, thiz Lil' Fly up in this
Straight funkytown hoe

(Gangsta Boo)
Gangsta Boo up in this mu-fucka you what I'm sayin'
these satanic verses I'm out hoe

(LaChat)
This LaChat up in this mu-fucka tellin all these hoes to take
ana to tha I'm out

(Koopsta Knicca)
Yeah, Koopsta Knicca up in bitch with that midevil shit

(DJ Paul)
Yeah, DJ up in this muthafucka
Da killaman--prophet in this hoe

(Lord Infamous)
Lord Infamous, Da in this muthafucka
Tha one nigga