Luyện nghe bài hát Da Introduction

Welcome to the side
It's the Ruggish Bone

Gotta it on up to the glock glock
Pop pop, better drop when buckshot blow
The in me never no ho,
So no creepin' up the ziplock

So sin, sip gin, and mo heart run up, nut up
And flipped in, than the clip in
Mistakin' the bloody
if ya test nuts, to the chest and

Buck buck blow
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
Right at your motherfucking ass
Comes those real thugs

out the double glock
Puttin' it down for the land
Taking no shorts no
it on you jealous bitch made playa hating-ass niggas

You betta tell 'em what's bitch
ova the shit in the 9-5
I to you the one and only
Thugs-N-Harmony

Nigga St. Claire

Execution nine style
sendin' them bodies undaground

It'll be all about that bank roll
Betta make that money man, wrong
Put it on the low beat them hoes
Gotta get demons off me

up softly seepin' up through my soul
And sleepin' good to go now
When I'm wll rollin' off
And betta the do'

Bet I won't be sleepin'
None ah them thugs I wid
Put ah ah twelve gage shells
Bloody be smell and the 2-11

12-gage and the spray
Let the kill 'em now
Put 'em off in the daily
the slugs start crawl up in ya

Well I wid realer niggas
Pop pop drop to the sound and to
Lit 'em up to ya

Them St. thugs we love
they pumpin' them slugs now what
See them duck the scum
When I dug enemies deep in the muddy drug

Don't run wid choose snooze you lose
And left in the fa fucked up
What's up wid shoes ooh they knew
So we runnin' offa my dog's

Bust ah left at the block and ya know
All ah the po-po they
ah guy and see him layin' behind the store
But nigga my motto

No surrender, get away hit the fence wid the quickness
Hit the other and I swing to the right
Running the gutta hit '95
Peel, bending for we make it and chill

Gotta ah mil but ah nine kick off for real
Nigga that bill or I pop my steel
Ain't no don't fuck wid my clik
And so listen you bitches stay trippin' it's

we stickin' and lickin' them pockets
So droppa that man glocka holla bang
Thuggin' wid ah nigga smoking blunts
Nigga don't stiff on no weed it off
'Cause nigga you know the pockets get ride
I'ma run and get ah sack and choke wid ch'all

Now you fuckin' wid thuggish killas
Creepin' up outta the and they ready to ride
Gettin' high of
My niggs in the land got glocks fa on the 9-9

kill 'em all dog
Bed make as fall wid the 12-gage you bustin' on niggas
So what now, come nigga get pow
And not only get shut ta fuck down

And I'm talkin' bout niggas wanna contend wid the thugstas
Some nigga fucked up
no playa hataz in the clik touch loud and we neva no bustaz
Neva ah nigga sleep

Hear the buck shots rain where the thugs in Cleveland
Daily collectin' me
And I meet you in hell if all else fails oh

Execution double style
Steadily sendin' that underground
Execution double style
Steadily that body underground

Execution nine style
Steadily sendin' body underground
Execution double style
sendin' that body underground

Execution double nine
sendin' that body underground
Execution double style
Steadily that body underground

Execution double nine
Steadily that body underground