Luyện nghe bài hát Da Introduction

Welcome to the side
the Thuggish Ruggish Bone

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

So sin, sip gin, and mo heart run up, nut up
And flipped in, slipped the clip in
the bloody victims
Ever if ya test nuts, to the and

Buck buck blow
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
Right back at motherfucking ass
Comes real true thugs

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

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

Nigga this St.

double nine style
Steadily sendin' them undaground

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

Creepin' up seepin' up through my soul
And sleepin' ain't to go now
I'm wll rollin' off those
And betta the do'

Bet I won't be slippin'
ah them thugs I bails wid
Put ah trail ah twelve shells
Bloody be smell and the 2-11

and the AK-47 spray
Let the Ripster 'em now
Put 'em off in the grave
When the start crawl up in ya

Well I roll wid realer
Pop pop drop to the and to ground
Lit 'em up to ya

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

run wid them choose snooze you lose
And left in the fa fucked up
What's up wid shoes ooh they knew
So we offa my dog's truck

Bust ah left at the and what'da ya know
All ah the they follow
Cuff ah guy and see him layin' the store
But remember my motto

No surrender, gotta get hit the fence wid the quickness
Hit the side and I swing to the right
Running through the hit '95
Peel, for safety we make it and chill

Gotta make ah mil but ah kick off for real
Nigga drop bill or I pop my steel
Ain't no competition fuck wid my clik
And so listen you bitches trippin' it's okay

When we stickin' and them pockets
So droppa that dolla man glocka bang
wid ah thug nigga smoking blunts
Nigga don't on no weed smoke it off
'Cause nigga you when the pockets get ride
I'ma run and get ah and come choke wid ch'all

Now you wid these thuggish killas
Creepin' up outta the land and they to ride
high of thai
My niggs in the land got fa days on the 9-9

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

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

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

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

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

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

Execution double nine
sendin' that body underground