Luyện nghe bài hát 12 Gauge

Mr. off leathaface[leathaface,leathaface] x2

Krayzie - Verse 1)
It's the nigga that pack witcha's jump an gets tha pump
Yeah nigga ya figure ya well nigga come on an get ya some
I see and I snoop nigga, get up in ya with a vengeance, in the 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 outta ma path im mad you up everythin,
Yeah niggas with ready to snipe you
Committed by Leather face, bang bang bang, ya dead now, deceased with
Ya layin in the red now like crazy
So fuck wit me, ruck wit me, come with me, run with me, got tha to be,
A nigga,
Mr sawed-off leather
Underground, around and catch a murder case fuckin wit tha murda-man

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

(Krayzie Bone - 2)
Fuck em, im talking bout that used to be down with this but, stumbled
An most of the niggas they around cus they cant hustle
Fact to me they struggle, get rid of the flab, av got me some muscle now we pumped and ready to rumble,
What did you for,
If you niggas ready for war, then 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 your ass, had to get caught in a scuffle, cus more than a couple of fellas they get rough or we step in a mud hole,
Things ain't changed, the game, hang up in a pain, bang the nigga rain, hang wit tha killer clan,
out of the jungle went to the honey 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 talking ain,t non of niggas walking, walking
So you to keep it cool before I show ya Mr. Sawed-off, and your jury take it all on.

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

(Wish - Verse 3)
Now some of these niggas claimin they gon wen it all goes down 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 soon as I hit that baby,
a straight and a mac is all im needin for this, we leave em still unrecognised in a ditch, ya bitch,
Leather and straightjacket underground, oh shit,
Both sides all sides we get this shit,
Now bout to one you don't wanna test on,
they don't lose ya front, ya trippin you can rest and,
You might get to me but really ya won't,
Ya get 1 of ya roll but ya can't, ya might think I won't bust, but really I will jus trust me I will,
them niggas that bust to roll with us,
Only them niggas that's bringin tha can smoke with us,
Only niggas that's keeping it rough, (what),
can shoot with nuffin to lose, better believe we bring it to, we gonna get at you, get at you

(Chorus) (x2)

(End)
of the mutha-fuckin streets of Clevland, Ohio
East 99 St.Clair
A of real true thug ass niggas
Mr. Sawed Off Leather face, eliminating all you hatin' ass
Don't fuck around, run yo mouth and get ya head of, bitch

(Lyrics by ZEFF)