Luyện nghe bài hát Land Of Tha Heartless

Don't niggas don't wanna shit
Buck, buck to the
Sendin' bullets to the brain, nigga,
A nigga that always at my city me
Now, who was that nigga they put in the
that thought he could bang

That nigga's stuck, nigga's blasted
They got my man from the
Never ran, I step deadly men
If ya a little bit closer, I can turn you into sand
Now follow me, now roll, down to Cleveland

We thuggin', we theivin', we put it in
And the blood is seepin', got in alleys
Fuck in badges, we say bang
Eighty-eight through the
(And Clair)
St. Clair shit to fuck with

Pumpin', Krayzie be bumpin', the bloody body
Me never knew one that could with the tongue
We to shoot up your posse
My niggas-they comin' up out the woods to get the

be thug, and die, that's from comin' up in my hood
(Want to)
We killas, get a gat, pap, pap, back me gun
Bust one, they done, is where we from
have none

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

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

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

And I show hoes up outta the Clair
That don't run from none
rip one, now, on and on
Them got me back
And I'm throwin' up St. Clair niggas
With or my gat

be ready to pull out me
Murder tools 99 style, fools
Me put it in on murderin' you
Followin' whenever me trues

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

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

High techs and when jackin', sawed-off
really no place to run
Niggas get with my click
even the bitches carry guns

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

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

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

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

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

'Cause niggas must learn, to earn cheese
Ready to die, so niggas take these
Wantin' to clock G's, want to move
Not a loss on my green leaves, please

East nine nine, crime mine
Strayin' on this to hell
And walls, testin' balls
For the cause, gotta get sale

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

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

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',
really no place to run
Niggas get vicious with my
'Cause even the bitches carry

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