Luyện nghe bài hát Faces of Death

Ay bwoy, ay, this is... is...

187, the 187, the (chill man) 187
The 187, the 187, the 187 (187)
The 187, the 187, the bloaw! (jump up in the house man, man)
187, the 187, (faces of man) the 187
The 187, the 187, the 187 (what you about faces of death man? )
The 187, the bloaw!

(*the 187 repeats in background then singing*)

(spice 1)
(born to kill), reign goes on right here, reign shit player
Chill man, chill, about, walk about the (casket)
Serious motherfucker balls, spit my dime, the sidewalk man
bridge just blowin down motherfuckin train man
(casket), real type shit man, huh, huh, yeah man (silence of a man body...)
them die over the drug and the white bitch man, the white bandit
Watch die over the cocaine (*choke*) faces of death man
In the ghetto, projects what ever you want to it
We all the same man, we all in the shit (s-p-i-c-e) word-a
We say the 187, the 187 (jealousy got me strapped) callin the
The 187, the 187 is in the (nigga)

(spice 1)
(east bay gangsta) bay gangsta man, kill a rat
Kick that gangsta shit man up (crazy)
killer, in this...

Me say the 187, the 187, the 187
The 187, the 187, the 187
The 187, the 187, the 187
The 187, the 187, the 187, the bloaw!

(spice 1)
Murder from the mind of a nigga
bodies, dirty money, bloody cocaine and tech clips
I play with pistol grips, dead niggas and tips
Suicidal sick shit, a psychopathic
Caught up in murder man, dirty up in dead fool
of death, hog my dreams out of drains fools
Pullin pistols, tellin niggas to get the fuck
I'm regulatin shit, money up on my dope track
See I'm a soldier in this game, ain't strange
Got a nigga lyin on the floor half of his fuckin brains
Murder and crazy just a part of the game
Niggas won't kill ya, just don't fuck with caine
Mack 10 all ya heard was screams (ahhhhhh!!!)
All I seen was the gleams from the beams
motherfuckin walk-by in your hood
Better pack two clips up on your hips and all good
That nigga death, he got faces than a motherfucker
So don't be shocked if you're naked, in your gutter, niggas

Ay bwoy, ay is... in this mother...

Faces of death is an way gone
up all of your hoes, all up in your bed, in your bed
Faces of is an way gone...
Fuck all of your hoes, all in your bed, this is... in bed, in this...
Faces of death away, fuck up all your hoes all in bed, in your bed
of death is an way gone... (all right)
Fuck up all your hoes in your bed (twilight zone to 1999 yet, 1)
Don't you ever... in bed
East bay gangsta, gangsta hoe, ooh (well all right, can you )

Can you motherfuckers hang, I mean slang them as they go?
Well, all right, hoe, hoe, hoe, well I'm
Say no, sing a sad song ohh, a,
Cause a hoe's are gon' lay on, we all hash one day
Well all on, uh sayer, sprayer, east bay, well on willie
Mother pimp in the game, 187 faculty hey, well all right
Uh, whassup nigga, where that chicken at?
Where chicken at nigga, whassup spice?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah...