Luyện nghe bài hát Cleveland Thug Boyz

[Intro - Layzie &
[Lay] One shot, niggaz the cops, cause there's some pussy ass niggaz round here
One shot, hey!
[Lay] Two shots, pass you in, and make 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!

[Layzie
We gon ride, 'til the motherfuckin wheels off
It's Bone Thug nigga with them still-ass balls
We let 'em and the sparks fly
I'm about scrapin the streets and nigga movin so fast we turnin the dark light!
Ya niggaz really don't want no friction from the
You ain't got enough money, sonny, I ain't even braggin
I'm in the taggin, collectin plenty paper
And if a nigga was strugglin, probably pull a 'caper
niggaz is haters and they 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 like I talk it, I got a mean aim
Seem strange, cause thugs keep on creepin up out of the cut
Like other summer, just to fuck a nigga up
We got them (Thugs) on the (Line), got (Thugs) screamin (Mo!)
It's 2006, Krayzie let these 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 once we get to
We shoot from the floor to the roof, or the thugs it!
That Cleveland hardcore shit, the girls love it!
And it really matter if you cuss or bust, fuck it!
Every can feel it cause they recognizin the realest
But nigga, try me, you really be jeopardizin livin 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 talk shit!
Dog, the nine milli-heater gon bite the ball, naw!
Katrina and Rita, 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 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 of y'all fuckin with them Bone Boys!

C]
I was forced to make butter the gutter, cream off the scene
Find the 8th of the world in the streets
Band on 'till my fist was bloody
Turn, hella in the '74 'Cutty
Buddy, you don't wanna come against
Black fist, born to make
Born from the
Grindin for a meal, for a deal
Pranced in old, torn
Keep it real bitch, I ain't off rich
And I'm still mud-foot in, nigga shit ain't
One word too many, get your rearranged
One nigga too many, go click-click
Clack-clack, clang-clang, bang-bang-BANG!
Your shit's split down to the white meat
Fuckin with these Cleveland Gs, yeah, likely
You ain't gotta like me, don't try me
Get up, death becomes untimely
While time winding, niggaz keep grinding
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 Cleveland niggaz!
Mo Thug, Bone Thug, get niggaz!

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

[Outro - & 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!