Luyện nghe bài hát Bowels of The Devil

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

Some ol' sucka, yo, he 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 eats
Its stomach's filled with lost
Guts made out of steel and

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

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

That night they got me in a row called death
The governor, that wants my last breath
That's right, homeboy wanted to pull a on me
Up here in this fuckin'

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

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

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

of the devil
Listen close, 'cause I've been there
And you don't die there
They call it goin' out the door

Bowels of the
Let me you what that sucka eats
Its filled with lost souls
Guts out of steel and concrete

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