Luyện nghe bài hát Dem Boyz

This ones for them with the drugs in they house
This ones for them boys the slugs in they mouth
This ones for them boys with the taps on phone
They know the halfs on zone, and peelin caps with the chrome

This for them boys! (Dirty hoodlums!)
one's for them boys! (Hustlin!)

This one's for boys! (Dirty hoodlums!)
This for them boys! (Hustlin!)

This one's for the ones that making cheddar, fetty, all about they hussle
Make a def jam out in the streets, without
What's so strange is that I came in this
With the ones who "Bang Bang", your brains hang, and it is a thang
Bitch, better have my muthafuckin
Before I put this mm-mm to your head and make your shit look like
Y'all ain't
The hatchet slit you a machete
Left hand bust the roscoe, right hand the whip steady

J]
This ones for the boys the darkest corners
To the streets of Hell. These boys no foreigners
And warrin' is every day, and the ain't soft
Even they miss, you still get a shoulder blown off
This ones for the boys who chew hollow like gum
And wash it with everclear cause the care ain't there
And these boys be the bad guys, and switch
They put a bullet clean through your head and your bitch

This ones for them with the drugs in they house
This for them boys with the slugs in they mouth
This ones for them boys the taps on they phone
They know the halfs on they zone, and peelin caps the chrome

This one's for boys! (Dirty hoodlums!)
This for them boys! (Hustlin!)

This one's for boys! (Dirty hoodlums!)
one's for them boys! (Hustlin!)

This is for them boys up all night, wax packs with heroin
Up on the block straight doing the Flyn
Gettin money, everything you wear new
Pockets stay lumpy like grandma's
When you to the game, the game will be true to you
up though, you're ghost if I say so
Guns and - I buy em buy the caseload
Then I get you hit for pesos

J]
This for this boy
A killjoy, toy
boy, I'm sick, boy
Click-bang go the foe foe, off go the
go the poe poe off into Hell
Oh well, I'm in motel, Six
And I got your chick on the tip of dick
Now she taking it in, sinking it in, her titties I'm them, and
I don't when I'm be done

Then I'm a be my gun
This ones for the saying fuck the "5-0"
Fuck the 5-0 it's all about survival
Talkin to my pistol don't
My shotgun "blasphemy" until I shot on myself
This for the money figures
The go-getters,
Twenty-four seven
This ones for the poppers
Eh yo fuck that, this ones for the

J]
This one's for the people down in them sewer pipes
Makin a living off of all aint right
And this is for them that was tied to stakes
And for the killers that seen me after death shakes
And them on the corner when it's ice-cold
And bobies on the side of the road
This is for that part of the city that everybody about
Where get torn out

This ones for them with the drugs in they house
This ones for them boys with the slugs in they
This ones for boys with the taps on they phone
They know the halfs on they zone, and peelin with the chrome

This one's for boys! (Dirty hoodlums!)
This one's for boys! (Hustlin!)

one's for them boys! (Dirty hoodlums!)
This for them boys! (Hustlin!)