Luyện nghe bài hát Hit A Muthafucker

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

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

(??)
And let me crack you up
Want to get you hypnotized cause you scarecrow
a mystic type of business than we run
You may not cap to the s's
Cause we young, my time, my
It's a futuristic and autistic mega plisto
I rack up many cuase on my run colegri pop
I make sure they get so wild, they bustin caps right on the
All the planet rock, the ghetto clocks don't stop
My gotta take a deep breathe
A blowin till they drop

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

(??)
I heard the streets that a nigga has said, about that nigga
I think his name was Cruchy
But I walk up to his house, I knocked upon his
he came to the door, I hit him in the mouth
And I knocked him on the
I hit him and hit him somemore
Then I told that boy
Shouldn't of ran his mouth about of the prophet boys
Cause the prophet boys be all of ya'll
Ganna tear around your and drag you like you want

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(Gangsta Boo)
Why to at my face
Why you behind my back
Hitting you hitting you when I (??) to attack
can't be fade
Cause this lady with right click
Now I'm shit
me misses mobb bitch
Smoking automos all you hoes boutin' my self
Never hanging you skanks
Cause I'm bad for health
Playa haters out you pullin' cars bout' yourself
We be like some fart under sheets, hold your breathe

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

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