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 man, chill man)
187, the 187, (faces of man) the 187
The 187, the 187, the 187 (what you know about of death man? )
The 187, the bloaw!

(*the 187 repeats in background jamaican singing*)

(spice 1)
(born to kill), reign shit on right here, reign shit player
man, chill, walk about, walk about the (casket)
Serious motherfucker balls, spit my dime, fuck the man
James bridge just blowin down train man
(casket), real shit man, huh, huh, yeah man (silence of a dead man body...)
Watch them die over the drug and the white man, the white bandit
Watch them die over the cocaine (*choke*) faces of man
In the ghetto, what ever you want to call it
We all the same man, we all in the same shit (s-p-i-c-e)
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 shit man word 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 with pistol grips, dead niggas and lolly tips
Suicidal shit, a psychopathic lunatic
up in murder man, dirty up in this dead fool
Faces of death, hog my out of drains fools
pistols, tellin niggas to get the fuck back
I'm regulatin shit, there's money up on my dope
See I'm a soldier in this game, nothin strange
Got a nigga lyin on the floor half of his fuckin brains
Murder and crazy it's a part of the game
Niggas won't ya, just don't fuck with their caine
Mack 10 silencer all ya was screams (ahhhhhh!!!)
All I seen was the gleams the infra-red beams
motherfuckin walk-by in your hood
Better two clips up on your hips and it's all good
nigga death, he got more faces than a motherfucker
So don't be shocked if naked, bleedin in your gutter, niggas

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

Faces of death is an way gone
Fuck up all of hoes, all up in your bed, in your bed
of death is an way gone...
Fuck all of your hoes, all in bed, this is... in your bed, in this...
Faces of death away, fuck up all your all in your 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)
you ever... in your bed
East bay gangsta, hoe, ooh (well all right, can you hang? )

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