Luyện nghe bài hát Intro (Faces Of Death)

Who the with the gauge in ya face?
Leatherface in the place, about to hit ya in ya bankroll
All the niggaz that was poppin' started to rock it
We got this, now try to it if ya ain't hoes

Wouldn't ya know, this the coldest
And have them feelin' it all over the world, see the B-B-Bone
Me and my niggaz is
And every time we up in the party we twirl in

Yeah, they be like, "Look, look, there go them Bone niggaz"
"I wonder if them niggaz is really some niggaz"
And then start to drink and get a little buzz in 'em
And then they get to thinkin' they can fuck us niggaz

Now we don't a lot of bodyguards when we roll
So you know we packin' heaters from the
Fo-Fo, all I need to guard my body
And I'm with some niggaz all kind of psychotic

You is fucked, yeah! That's what ya gonna do
When ya run up, ya done up, them busta fools
And we don't play, a feelin', bring it yo way!
We them thugs, niggaz really buzzed, all day!

If we have to, yeah, think about the
When a nigga disrespect mine, I'm from, then I got to shoot!
St. Clair, yeah! Cleveland's here!
Hustlin' here, them thugsta niggaz right here!

What, what? Them niggaz play tenderous, and won't bust!
Not not me no, not me, I bust at will, I'll see ya
Comeback boy, for what? And I'll spray ya, yes, I'll see ya
You should have never passed, stay in place
Mind bidness or end up needin' a witness, yeah

Let me make this the last time, a nigga gotta say
The original Bone Thugs, them ain't to play with
We get down for our damn thang, us among the greatest
And I'm sendin' my shouts out, and fuck you to the

Who In 1994 we switched the game up
With the homies with the rappin' and the that always change up
Playin' lames in the games, what a shame, had to up
They music careers, my clique brought the bangers

These niggaz wanna on a coat-tail
They on the dick, because we servin 'em so swell
I remember when called it bitin'
They used to do that, cause these niggaz couldn't it

All I'm say is, give a nigga credit
If a nigga get it, then a nigga gettin' deaded
It's all about respect, Layzie Bone said it
Better I'ma get mine, I'm dyin' as a legend

I'm livin as a legend, if I it I'ma get it
Nigga, hustle tight, y'all can't fuck with it
This swagger is so strong, been it so long
And nigga so cold, with bidness

We got the thugs on the line and the thugs mo
When we put it all together, niggaz gettin dough
trends in this bitch, like we did it before
Still creepin' on ah up, through the back door, nigga