Luyện nghe bài hát Cleveland Thug Boyz

[Intro - & Felecia]
[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 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!

[Layzie
We gon ride, the motherfuckin wheels fall off
It's that Bone Thug nigga with them still-ass
We let 'em and the sparks fly
I'm talkin about scrapin the streets and movin so fast we turnin the dark light!
Ya niggaz really don't no friction from the automatics
You niggaz ain't got enough money, sonny, I ain't braggin
I'm in the toll taggin, collectin plenty
And if a was strugglin, I'll probably pull a 'caper
niggaz is haters and they smilin in my face
Tappin 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, cause them thugs on creepin up out of the cut
Like every other summer, just to fuck a up
We got (Thugs) on the (Line), got them (Thugs) screamin (Mo!)
It's 2006, Krayzie let niggaz know, c'mon!

Bone]
Now wait a minute, who that 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 floor to the roof, or the does it!
That Cleveland hardcore shit, the girls love it!
And it really don't if you cuss or bust, fuck it!
Every nigga can feel it they recognizin the realest
But nigga, try me, you really be 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 want the beef, don't talk that shit!
Dog, the nine milli-heater gon after the ball, naw!
Katrina and Rita, ain't got at all
On the bandages and that we gon put on y'all, for sure!
Run on up if ya want, we ready!
Indeed I keep the sweeper best believe we heavy, like that!

- Felecia (Repeat 2x)]
No way, no how, can't none of y'all see Cleveland Thug Boys!
No way, no how, none of y'all fuckin 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
Band on bricks 'till my was bloody
Turn, corners in the '74 'Cutty
Buddy, you don't wanna against this
Black fist, born to history
Born from the
for a meal, searchin for a deal
Pranced in old, torn
it real bitch, I ain't start off rich
And I'm still mud-foot in, nigga shit ain't
One word too many, get mouth rearranged
One too many, shells go click-click
Clack-clack, clang-clang, bang-bang-BANG!
Your shit's been split down to the meat
Fuckin with these Cleveland Gs, yeah, it's
You ain't gotta me, just don't try me
Get crossed up, becomes untimely
While time 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 your is
Here's another of them Cleveland niggaz!
Mo Thug, Bone Thug, get niggaz!

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

- Layzie & 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 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!