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 about faces of death man? )
The 187, the bloaw!

(*the 187 repeats in then jamaican singing*)

(spice 1)
(born to kill), reign goes on right here, reign shit player
Chill man, chill, about, walk about the (casket)
motherfucker balls, spit my dime, fuck the sidewalk man
James bridge blowin down motherfuckin train man
(casket), real type shit man, huh, huh, 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*) of death man
In the ghetto, what ever you want to call it
We all the man, we all in the same shit (s-p-i-c-e) word-a
We say the 187, the 187 (jealousy got me strapped) the murder
The 187, the 187 is in the (nigga)

(spice 1)
(east bay gangsta) east bay man, kill a rat
Kick gangsta 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
Thinkin bodies, dirty money, cocaine and tech clips
I play with grips, dead niggas and lolly tips
sick shit, a psychopathic lunatic
Caught up in murder man, dirty up in dead fool
Faces of death, hog my dreams out of fools
Pullin pistols, tellin niggas to get the fuck
I'm regulatin shit, there's money up on my dope
See I'm a soldier in game, ain't nothin strange
Got a lyin on the floor with half of his fuckin brains
Murder and crazy it's a part of the game
Niggas won't kill ya, don't fuck with their caine
Mack 10 all ya heard was screams (ahhhhhh!!!)
All I seen was the gleams from the beams
Another motherfuckin walk-by in hood
Better pack two clips up on your and it's all good
That nigga death, he got more than a motherfucker
So don't be shocked if you're naked, bleedin in your gutter,

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

Faces of death is an way past
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, is... in your bed, in this...
of death away, fuck up all your hoes all in your bed, in your bed
Faces of is an way gone... (all right)
Fuck up all your in your bed (twilight zone to 1999 yet, spice 1)
you ever... in your bed
East bay gangsta, gangsta hoe, ooh (well all right, can you )

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