Luyện nghe bài hát 12 Gauge

Mr. off leathaface[leathaface,leathaface] x2

Bone - Verse 1)
It's the nigga that pack witcha's jump an gets tha pump
nigga ya figure ya bigger well nigga come on an get ya some
I see and I nigga, get up in ya with a vengeance, in the morning daily colliosion lets get started wanna contend them, cause the rawest niggas is in here
An I bin here, the start that I should let it be known, fo-fo closed so ya tryin to run up on my doe, fo-fo gon blow all ya out, you fuck with tha wrong one
You wit tha nigga that's gon shoot back an im pap an im run
Nigga get ma path im mad you fuckin up everythin,
Yeah niggas with ready to snipe you
Committed by Leather face, bang bang, ya dead now, deceased with hater'z
Ya layin in the red now like crazy
So fuck wit me, ruck wit me, come with me, run me, got tha guts to be,
A nigga,
Mr sawed-off leather
Underground, fuck around and catch a murder case fuckin wit tha

(Chorus)
My 12 gauge and face is all im needin for this
Don,t be wit tha killer, killer, killer
Before I leave tha im guarnteed to leave em bleedin to this
make me kill ya. (x2)

(Krayzie - Verse 2)
Fuck em, im talking bout niggas that used to be down with this but,
An most of the niggas they aint around cus cant hustle
Fact to me they struggle, get rid of the flab, niggas av got me some muscle now we pumped and to rumble,
What did you for,
If you niggas ain't ready for war, what you got guns for,
If you niggas ain't ready to put em up, what the fuck you say you for,
An once more, I'd advise your ass, had to get caught in a scuffle, cus more than a couple of they get rough or we step in a mud hole,
Things ain't changed, the game, hang up in a nigga pain, bang the nigga rain, wit tha killer clan,
Straight out of the jungle went to the can see me up here, kickin it with the thug niggas drinkin beer, oh oh oh yeah,
So you can chill wit tha bullshit talking,
They jus be ain,t non of them niggas walking, walking
So you best to keep it cool before I ya Mr. Sawed-off, and your jury take it all on.

(Chorus) (x2)
My 12 gauge and leather face is all im for this
Don,t be wit tha killer, killer, killer
Before I leave tha scene im guarnteed to em bleedin to this
Don't me kill ya. (x2)

(Wish - Verse 3)
Now some of these niggas claimin they gon bust wen it all goes that the nigga wit tha loudest mouth be the first to get one in a straight jacket,
little habbit nigga, I ain,t laffin, I let my fo-fo do my braggin,
I came to party baby, as as I hit that body baby,
a jacket and a mac is all im needin for this, we leave em still unrecognised in a ditch, ya bitch,
face and straightjacket underground, oh shit,
Both sides all sides we gotsta get shit,
Now bout to one you don't wanna test on,
they shoot lose ya front, ya trippin you can rest and,
You might get to know me but ya won't,
Ya might get 1 of ya roll but ya can't, ya might I won't bust, but really I will jus trust me I will,
Only them that bust to roll with us,
Only niggas that's bringin tha blunts can smoke with us,
Only them that's keeping it rough, (what),
can shoot nuffin to lose, better believe when we bring it to, we gonna get at you, get at you

(Chorus) (x2)

(End)
Straight of the mutha-fuckin of Clevland, Ohio
99 from St.Clair
A couple of real true thug ass
Mr. Sawed Off Leather face, eliminating all you hatin' ass
fuck around, run yo mouth and get ya head blown of, bitch

(Lyrics by ZEFF)