Luyện nghe bài hát Da Introduction

Welcome to the side
It's the Thuggish Ruggish

Gotta give it on up to the glock
Pop pop, better when them buckshot blow
The bone in me no ho,
So no up outta the ziplock

So sin, sip gin, and lil' mo run up, nut up
And in, than slipped the clip in
Mistakin' the victims
Ever if ya test nuts, to the and

Buck buck blow
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
Right back at your ass
Comes those true thugs

Straight out the glock
Puttin' it down for the motherfuckin'
Taking no shorts no
Puttin' it on you jealous bitch made playa niggas

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

Nigga this St.

Execution double style
Steadily sendin' them bodies

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

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

Bet I be slippin' sleepin'
None ah them I bails wid
Put ah trail ah gage shells
Bloody be smell 1-8-7 and the

and the AK-47 spray
Let the kill 'em now
Put 'em off in the daily
the slugs 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 pumpin' them slugs now what
See duck from the scum
When I dug enemies deep in the muddy drug

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

Bust ah at the block and what'da ya know
All ah the po-po follow
ah guy and see him layin' behind the store
But remember my motto

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

Gotta make ah mil but ah kick off for real
Nigga that 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 and lickin' them pockets
So droppa that dolla man holla bang
Thuggin' wid ah thug smoking blunts
Nigga stiff on no weed smoke it off
'Cause you know when the pockets get ride
I'ma run and get ah sack and choke wid ch'all

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Execution nine style
Steadily that body underground