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 know about faces of death )
The 187, the bloaw!

(*the 187 in background then jamaican singing*)

(spice 1)
(born to kill), reign shit goes on here, reign shit player
Chill man, chill, about, walk about the (casket)
Serious balls, spit my dime, fuck the sidewalk man
James bridge blowin down motherfuckin train man
(casket), type shit man, huh, huh, yeah man (silence of a dead 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 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) the murder
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 of a sick nigga
Thinkin bodies, money, bloody cocaine and tech clips
I with pistol grips, dead niggas and lolly tips
Suicidal shit, a psychopathic lunatic
Caught up in murder man, dirty up in this fool
Faces of death, hog my out of drains fools
Pullin pistols, tellin niggas to get the fuck
I'm shit, there's money up on my dope track
See I'm a soldier in this game, nothin strange
Got a nigga lyin on the floor with of his fuckin brains
Murder and crazy it's just a part of the
Niggas won't kill ya, just don't fuck with their
Mack 10 all ya heard was screams (ahhhhhh!!!)
All I seen was the gleams from the beams
Another motherfuckin walk-by in hood
Better two clips up on your hips and it's all good
That death, he got more faces than a motherfucker
So don't be if you're naked, bleedin in your gutter, niggas

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

Faces of is an way gone past
Fuck up all of your hoes, all up in bed, in your bed
of death is an way gone...
Fuck all of hoes, all in your bed, this is... in your bed, in this...
Faces of death away, up all your hoes all in your bed, in your bed
Faces of is an way gone... (all right)
up all your hoes in your bed (twilight zone to 1999 yet, spice 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 thangs as go?
Well, all right, hoe, hoe, hoe, I'm wrong
Say no, sing a sad song ohh, a,
Cause a hoe's are lay on, we all gon' hash 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, bosko nigga, where that chicken at?
Where that chicken at nigga, spice?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah...