Luyện nghe bài hát Cleveland Thug Boyz

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

[Krayzie
Now a minute, who said that we out of business?
Tell nigga to quit the goddamn games, before we lit em
Hit 'em up, what! It no duckin once we get to buckin
We shoot from the to the roof, or the thugs does it!
Cleveland criminal hardcore shit, the girls love it!
And it really don't matter if you cuss or bust, it!
Every nigga can feel it cause they the realest
But nigga, try me, you really be your livin here!
But make me to get my dier and have to boo-ya!
Some of the niggaz gon have to get down, we'll do y'all
If you don't the beef, nigga don't talk that shit!
Dog, the nine milli-heater gon bite 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 keep the sweeper best believe we heated heavy, that!

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

C]
I was to make butter from the gutter, cream off the scene
Find the 8th of the world in the streets
on bricks 'till my fist was bloody
Turn, hella in the '74 'Cutty
Buddy, you wanna come against this
fist, born to make history
Born the misery
for a meal, searchin for a deal
Pranced in old, clothes
Keep it real bitch, I start off rich
And I'm mud-foot in, nigga shit ain't changed
One too many, get your mouth rearranged
One nigga too many, shells go
Clack-clack, clang-clang, bang-bang-BANG!
Your been split down to the white meat
Fuckin with these Cleveland Gs, yeah, likely
You ain't gotta like me, don't try me
Get crossed up, death becomes
While keeps winding, niggaz keep grinding
Chasin paper, so outrageous, they just by, staring in amazement
You don't wanna be the one found under the
Gotta run your DNA just to find what name is
another victim of them Cleveland niggaz!
Mo Thug, Thug, get live niggaz!

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

[Outro - Layzie &
[Lay] One shot, niggaz call the cops, cause there's some ass niggaz round here
One shot, hey!
[Lay] Two shots, it'll pass you in, and make them pussy niggaz get from 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!