Luyện nghe bài hát Dem Boyz

This ones for them boys the drugs in they house
This ones for them boys with the slugs in they
This ones for them boys with the taps on phone
They know the 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 one's for the ones that making cheddar, that fetty, all about they
Make a def jam out in the streets, without
What's so strange is that I in this game
With the who "Bang Bang", make 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
ain't ready
The slit you like a machete
Left hand bust the roscoe, right hand hold the steady

J]
This ones for the boys from the corners
To the streets of Hell. These boys ain't no
And warrin' is every day, and the cost soft
Even when they miss, you still get a shoulder 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 your head and into your bitch

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

This for them boys! (Dirty hoodlums!)
This for them boys! (Hustlin!)

This for them 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 the Aero Flyn
money, everything you wear brand new
Pockets lumpy like grandma's stew
When you to the game, the game will be true to you
What up though, 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 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 I'm shakin them, and
I don't know when I'm be

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

J]
This one's for the livin down in them sewer pipes
Makin a living off of all aint right
And this is for them witches that was tied to
And for the killers that have seen me 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 everybody warns about
throats get torn out

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