Luyện nghe bài hát Cleveland Thug Boyz

[Intro - & Felecia]
[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 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 motherfuckin wheels off
It's Bone Thug nigga with them still-ass balls
We let 'em hang and the fly
I'm talkin about scrapin the and nigga movin so fast we turnin 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, collectin paper
And if a nigga was strugglin, I'll probably pull a
These is haters and they smilin in my face
Tappin like they need a gig, tryna get boy erased
I hear the whispers say I a mean game
But I walk it like I it, plus I got a mean aim
Seem strange, them thugs keep on creepin up out of the cut
Like every other summer, just to a nigga up
We got (Thugs) on the (Line), got them (Thugs) screamin (Mo!)
2006, Krayzie let these niggaz know, c'mon!

[Krayzie
Now wait a minute, who that we out of business?
that nigga to quit the goddamn games, before we lit em
Hit 'em up, what! It ain't no duckin we get to buckin
We shoot the floor 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 recognizin the realest
But nigga, try me, you be jeopardizin your livin here!
But don't make me to get my and have to boo-ya!
Some of the niggaz gon to get down, cause 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 we heated heavy, like that!

- Felecia (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 forced to butter from the gutter, cream off the scene
Find the 8th 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, to make history
from the misery
Grindin for a meal, for a deal
Pranced in old, torn
Keep it real bitch, I ain't start off
And I'm still mud-foot in, nigga shit ain't
One word too many, get your rearranged
One nigga too many, shells go
Clack-clack, clang-clang, bang-bang-BANG!
Your shit's split down to the white meat
with these Cleveland Gs, yeah, it's likely
You gotta like me, just don't try me
Get up, death becomes untimely
While keeps winding, niggaz keep grinding
Chasin paper, so outrageous, 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!

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