Luyện nghe bài hát Land Of Tha Heartless

Don't niggas don't wanna start
Buck, to the bang
Sendin' to the brain, nigga, yeah
A nigga that always at my with me
Now, who was that they put in the plastic?
Nigga thought he could bang

That nigga's stuck, that nigga's
got my man from the Land
Never ran, I step with men
If ya come a little bit closer, I can you into sand
Now follow me, now roll, stroll down to

We thuggin', we theivin', we put it in
And the is seepin', got niggas in alleys
Fuck niggas in badges, we say
Eighty-eight the ten-five
(And Clair)
St. Clair ain't to fuck with

Pumpin', be bumpin', dumpin' the bloody body
Me never knew one that could flow with the
We comin' to shoot up your
My niggas-they comin' up out the to get the goods

Krayzie be thug, and die, from comin' up in my hood
(Want to)
We killas, get a gat, pap, pap, clack me gun
one, they done, Cleveland is where we from
Hearts-thugs none

High techs and when jackin', sawed-off
There's really no to run
Niggas get vicious with my
'Cause even the bitches guns

techs and khakis when jackin', sawed-off
There's no place to run
Niggas get vicious with my
'Cause even the carry guns

as I hit the scene, [unverified]
Feelin' for a but I didn't have no gun
Come with original shit
I be flippin' it me tongue
Nigga, Cleveland is the city we come from

And I them hoes up outta the Clair
That thugs don't run from
rip one, now, on and on
Them definitely got me
And I'm up St. Clair thugsta niggas
With or my gat

Forever be ready to out me
Murder tools 99 style, fools
Me put it in mind on you
Followin' whenever me murderous

that claim to bang, bang
When it comes to slang thangs, do
They know they cannot me
One of 'em to slug me

But they the thug I be, Bizzy
let 'em him be or they'll see
Nigga, hangin', swangin', never to
The Biz is me

techs and khakis when jackin', sawed-off
There's no place to run
Niggas get vicious my click
'Cause even the carry guns

High techs and khakis when jackin',
There's really no to run
Niggas get with my click
'Cause the bitches carry guns

Livin' in the of the heartless
With a sawed-off pump, craps
Hand on my strap, roll thick, 'cause they
Runnin' up on the Bone, you to be pap, pap

Soldier be pumpin' them slugs
they drugs, when they roll up
Niggas be up slow
packed with they gats
And try to a hold up but nigga, now hold on
test the Bone? The gauge is shown

Any is blown,
Lookin' the barrel
Of mausberg chrome to the dome
Bone, back me gauge in a rage
Copper take these here rocks, glock

My be pumpin' and buckin' out shots whenever
The trouble knocks, steadily hittin', me up
Get lit up for ready your to burn
And I your shit up, get 'em on the get up

'Cause niggas must learn, yearnin' to earn
Ready to die, so can't take these
Wantin' to G's, want to move keys
Not takin' a loss on my green leaves,

East nine, crime finds mine
Strayin' on road to hell
And prison walls, testin'
For the cause, get that sale

And bailin', kickin' up mud,
I get with my
Rippin' apart shit, so nigga, don't shit
'Cause we in the Land of the Heartless, Die

High techs and when jackin', sawed-off
There's really no to run
Niggas get vicious with my
'Cause even the bitches guns

High techs and khakis when jackin',
There's no place to run
get vicious with my click
'Cause even the carry guns

High and khakis when jackin', sawed-off
There's no place to run
Niggas get with my click
'Cause even the bitches guns

High and khakis when jackin', sawed-off
There's really no to run
Niggas get vicious with my
'Cause even the bitches guns