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 with them 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 really don't want no friction the automatics
You niggaz ain't got enough money, sonny, I ain't even
I'm in the toll taggin, plenty paper
And if a nigga was strugglin, I'll pull a 'caper
These niggaz is haters and they smilin in my
Tappin like they need a gig, tryna get your boy
I the whispers say I talk a mean game
But I walk it like I talk it, plus I got a aim
strange, cause them thugs keep on creepin up out of the cut
Like every other summer, to fuck a nigga up
We got them (Thugs) on the (Line), got them (Thugs) (Mo!)
It's 2006, Krayzie let niggaz know, c'mon!

[Krayzie
Now wait a minute, who said we out of business?
Tell that nigga to quit the goddamn games, we lit em
Hit 'em up, what! It ain't no duckin we get to buckin
We shoot from the to the roof, or the thugs does it!
That Cleveland criminal hardcore shit, the girls it!
And it really don't matter if you cuss or bust, 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 nine gon bite after the ball, naw!
Katrina and Rita, ain't got at all
On the and damages that we gon put on y'all, for sure!
Run on up if ya want, we ready!
Indeed I keep the sweeper best we heated heavy, like that!

[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!

C]
I was to make butter from the gutter, cream off the scene
Find the 8th wonder of the in the streets
Band on 'till my fist was bloody
Turn, corners in the '74 'Cutty
Buddy, you don't wanna against this
fist, born to make history
Born the misery
Grindin for a meal, for a deal
in old, torn clothes
Keep it real bitch, I ain't start off
And I'm still in, nigga shit ain't changed
One word too many, get mouth rearranged
One nigga too many, shells go
Clack-clack, clang-clang, bang-bang-BANG!
Your shit's split down to the white meat
Fuckin with Cleveland Gs, yeah, it's likely
You gotta like me, just don't try me
Get crossed up, death untimely
While time keeps winding, niggaz keep
Chasin paper, so outrageous, they just stand by, staring in
You wanna be the one found under the basement
run your DNA just 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 Cleveland Thug Boys!
No way, no how, ain't none of y'all fuckin with them Boys!

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