Luyện nghe bài hát Dem Boyz

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

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

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

This one's for the ones that cheddar, that 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 look like spaggetti
Y'all ain't
The hatchet you like a machete
hand bust the roscoe, right hand hold the whip steady

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

This ones for them boys with the drugs in house
This ones for them boys the slugs in they mouth
This ones for them boys with the on they phone
know the halfs on they 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 one's for boys! (Hustlin!)

This is for them boys up all night, stuffing wax with heroin
Up on the block straight doing the Flyn
Gettin money, everything you brand new
Pockets stay lumpy like grandma's
When you true to the game, the 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 fifty

J]
This for this boy
A killjoy, toy
boy, I'm sick, boy
Click-bang go the foe foe, off go the
There go the poe poe off into
Oh well, I'm in motel, Six
And I got your chick on the tip of this
Now she taking it in, sinking it in, her titties I'm them, and
I know when I'm be done

Then I'm a be my gun
This ones for the boys fuck the "5-0"
Fuck the 5-0 when all about survival
Talkin to my pistol don't
My shotgun said "blasphemy" I shot on myself
This for the money figures
The go-getters,
Twenty-four non-stoppers
This ones for the poppers
Eh yo that, this ones for the head-choppers

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

This for them boys 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 caps with the chrome

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

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