Luyện nghe bài hát Intro (Faces Of Death)

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

Wouldn't ya know, the coldest flow
And have feelin' it all over the world, they see the B-B-Bone
Me and my is thorough-bred
And every we pull up in the party we twirl in

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

All I'm tryna say is, give a credit
If a nigga get it, then a nigga gettin' deaded
It's all about respect, remember Layzie Bone it
believe 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 is so strong, been doin' it so long
And nigga so cold, with bidness

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