Luyện nghe bài hát Da Introduction

Welcome to the dark
It's the Thuggish Ruggish

Gotta it on up to the glock glock
Pop pop, better drop when them buckshot
The bone in me no ho,
So no creepin' up outta the

So sin, sip gin, and lil' mo run up, nut up
And in, than slipped 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 back at motherfucking ass
Comes those real thugs

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

You betta 'em what's real bitch
ova the shit in the 9-5
I bring to you the one and
Bone

this St. Claire

Execution nine style
Steadily them bodies undaground

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

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

Bet I won't be slippin'
None ah thugs I bails wid
Put ah trail ah twelve gage
Bloody be smell 1-8-7 and the

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

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

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

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

Bust ah at the block and what'da ya know
All ah the po-po they
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 other side and I swing to the
Running through the hit '95
Peel, bending for safety we make it and

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

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

Now you wid these thuggish killas
Creepin' up outta the land and ready 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 now, come nigga get buck pow
And not only that get ta fuck down

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

Hear the buck shots where the thugs in Cleveland dwell
Daily me mail
And I meet you in hell if all else oh well

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

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

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

Execution double nine
Steadily sendin' body underground