Luyện nghe bài hát Bowels of The Devil

Out one night, yo, chillin' out with my crew
I was wild 'cause I didn't have nothin' else better to do
Got a nine at my waist, out my fuckin' face
You fuck with me, right here'll be your resting

ol' sucka, yo, he tried to put a move on me
I him in the face, murder in the first degree
Now I'm sweatin', regrettin', not for me
They got me in the fuckin' penitentiary

of the devil
Let me tell you what the muthafucka
Its stomach's filled with lost
Guts made out of and concrete

Bowels of the
Listen 'cause I've been there before
And you don't wanna die
They call it goin' out the back
The back door, the door, the back door

Walked in the club, all the gave me the sex look
They like a nigga me 'cause I'm a known crook
And my posse's down, we mess around
You fuck with us, you'll be six feet

That night they got me locked in a row called
The governor, muthafucka wants my last breath
right, homeboy wanted to pull a switch on me
Up here in fuckin' penitentiary

Bowels of the
Let me tell you that sucka eats
It's stomach's filled my homeboy
made out of steel and concrete

Bowels of the
Listen close, 'cause I've been before
And you don't wanna die
They call it goin' out the door
The back door, the back door, the door, yeah

Bowels of the
Let me tell you what the muthafucka
stomach's filled with my homeboy
Guts out of steel and concrete

of the devil
Listen close, 'cause been there before
And you wanna die there
They call it out the back door

of the devil
Let me tell you what sucka eats
Its stomach's with lost souls
Guts made out of and concrete

of the devil
Listen close, 'cause I've there before
And you wanna die there
They call it out the back door
The back door, the door, the back door