Luyện nghe bài hát Da Introduction

Welcome to the side
It's the Thuggish Bone

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

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

Straight out the double
Puttin' it down for the land
Taking no shorts no
Puttin' it on you jealous bitch made 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.

Execution double style
Steadily sendin' them undaground

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

up softly seepin' up through my soul
And ain't good to go now
When I'm wll off those
And watch the do'

Bet I won't be sleepin'
None ah them I bails wid
Put ah ah twelve gage shells
be smell 1-8-7 and the 2-11

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

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

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

Don't run wid choose snooze you lose
And left in the alley fa up
up wid them shoes ooh they knew
So we runnin' offa my truck

ah left 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 away hit the fence wid the
Hit the other side and I swing to the
Running the gutta hit '95
Peel, bending for we make it and chill

Gotta ah mil but ah nine kick off for real
Nigga drop that bill or I pop my
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 holla
Thuggin' wid ah thug 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 land and they ready to
Gettin' high of
My in the land got glocks fa days on the 9-9

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

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

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

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

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

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

Execution double nine
Steadily sendin' that underground