Luyện nghe bài hát Cleveland Thug Boyz

[Intro - & Felecia]
[Lay] One shot, niggaz call the cops, there's some pussy ass niggaz round here
One shot, hey!
[Lay] Two shots, it'll pass you in, and make them pussy niggaz get round here
Two shots, oh...
And we gon ride, and we gon ride...
[Both] Thugs, Mo Thugs, Thugline!
And we gon ride, and we gon ride, and...
We gon ride!

[Layzie
We gon ride, the motherfuckin wheels fall off
It's that Bone Thug nigga with still-ass balls
We let 'em and the sparks fly
I'm talkin about scrapin the streets and nigga movin so fast we the dark light!
Ya niggaz don't want no friction from the automatics
You niggaz ain't got enough money, sonny, I ain't braggin
I'm in the toll taggin, plenty paper
And if a nigga was strugglin, I'll probably pull a
These niggaz is haters and they in my face
Tappin like they need a gig, get your boy erased
I hear the whispers say I a mean game
But I it like I talk it, plus I got a mean aim
Seem strange, them thugs keep on creepin up out of the cut
Like every other summer, to fuck a nigga up
We got (Thugs) on the (Line), got them (Thugs) screamin (Mo!)
It's 2006, Krayzie let these know, c'mon!

Bone]
Now a minute, who said that we out of business?
Tell that to quit the goddamn games, before we lit em
Hit 'em up, what! It ain't no once we get to buckin
We from the floor to the roof, or the thugs does it!
That criminal hardcore shit, the girls love it!
And it don't matter if you cuss or bust, fuck it!
Every nigga can feel it they recognizin the realest
But nigga, try me, you really be jeopardizin your here!
But don't make me to get my dier and to boo-ya!
Some of the niggaz gon to get down, cause we'll do y'all
If you don't want the beef, nigga don't that shit!
Dog, the milli-heater gon bite after the ball, naw!
Katrina and Rita, ain't got at all
On the bandages and damages we gon put on y'all, for sure!
Run on up if ya want, we ready!
Indeed I the sweeper best believe we heated heavy, like that!

[Hook - (Repeat 2x)]
No way, no how, can't of y'all see them Cleveland Thug Boys!
No way, no how, ain't none of y'all with them Bone Boys!

C]
I was forced to make butter the gutter, cream off the scene
the 8th wonder of the world in the streets
Band on bricks 'till my fist was
Turn, hella in the '74 'Cutty
Buddy, you wanna come against this
Black fist, born to history
from the misery
Grindin for a meal, for a deal
Pranced in old, torn
Keep it real bitch, I ain't off rich
And I'm still in, nigga shit ain't changed
One word too many, get your rearranged
One nigga too many, go click-click
Clack-clack, clang-clang, bang-bang-BANG!
Your shit's been split down to the white
Fuckin with Cleveland Gs, yeah, it's likely
You ain't gotta me, just don't try me
Get crossed up, becomes untimely
While time keeps winding, niggaz grinding
Chasin paper, so outrageous, they just stand by, in amazement
You don't be the one found under the basement
Gotta run your DNA to find what your name is
Here's another victim of them niggaz!
Mo Thug, Bone Thug, get niggaz!

[Hook - (Repeat 2x)]
No way, no how, can't none of y'all see them Thug Boys!
No way, no how, ain't none of fuckin with them Bone Boys!

- Layzie & Felecia]
[Lay] One shot, niggaz call the cops, cause there's pussy ass niggaz round here
One shot, hey!
[Lay] Two shots, it'll pass you in, and make them pussy niggaz get from round
Two shots, oh...
And we gon ride, and we gon ride...
Bone Thugs, Mo Thugs, Thugline!
And we gon ride, and we gon ride, and...
We gon ride!