Luyện nghe bài hát Cleveland Thug Boyz

[Intro - Layzie &
[Lay] One shot, niggaz call the cops, cause some 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...
[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 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 niggaz really don't want no friction from the
You niggaz ain't got enough money, sonny, I ain't braggin
I'm in the taggin, collectin plenty paper
And if a was strugglin, I'll probably pull a 'caper
These niggaz is and they smilin in my face
like they need a gig, tryna get your boy erased
I hear the say I talk a mean game
But I walk it like I talk it, I got a mean aim
Seem strange, them thugs keep on creepin up out of the cut
Like every summer, just to fuck a nigga up
We got (Thugs) on the (Line), got them (Thugs) screamin (Mo!)
2006, Krayzie let these niggaz know, c'mon!

[Krayzie
Now a minute, who said that we out of business?
Tell that nigga to quit the games, before we lit em
Hit 'em up, what! It ain't no duckin once we get to
We from the floor to the roof, or the thugs does it!
That criminal hardcore shit, the girls love it!
And it really don't if you cuss or bust, fuck it!
Every nigga can feel it cause recognizin the realest
But nigga, try me, you really be jeopardizin livin here!
But make me to get my dier and have to boo-ya!
of the niggaz gon have to get down, cause we'll do y'all
If you don't want the beef, nigga don't that shit!
Dog, the nine milli-heater gon bite the ball, naw!
and Rita, ain't got nothin 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 best believe we heated heavy, like that!

[Hook - (Repeat 2x)]
No way, no how, can't none of see them 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
the 8th wonder of the world in the streets
Band on 'till my fist was bloody
Turn, hella corners in the '74
Buddy, you don't wanna come against
Black fist, born to history
Born from the
Grindin for a meal, for a deal
in old, torn clothes
Keep it bitch, I ain't start off rich
And I'm still in, nigga shit ain't changed
One word too many, get your rearranged
One nigga too many, shells go
Clack-clack, clang-clang, bang-bang-BANG!
Your shit's been down to the white meat
Fuckin with Cleveland Gs, yeah, it's likely
You ain't gotta like me, just try me
Get up, death becomes untimely
While time keeps winding, niggaz grinding
paper, so outrageous, they just stand by, staring in amazement
You don't be the one found under the basement
Gotta run your DNA just to what your name is
Here's another of them Cleveland niggaz!
Mo Thug, Thug, get live niggaz!

- 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 fuckin them Bone Boys!

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