Luyện nghe bài hát Land Of Tha Heartless

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

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

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

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

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
get vicious with my click
'Cause even the carry guns

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

Soon as I hit the scene,
Feelin' for a pistol but I have no gun
Come with thugsta shit
I be it with me tongue
Nigga, Cleveland is the city where we come

And I show them hoes up the Clair
thugs don't run from none
rip one, now, on and on
Them definitely got me
And I'm throwin' up St. Clair niggas
or without my gat

Forever be to pull out me
Murder East 99 style, fools
Me put it in mind on you
Followin' me murderous trues

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

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

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

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

Soldier be pumpin' them slugs
they drugs, when they roll up
Niggas be up slow
Heavy 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' down the
Of this chrome to the dome
Bone, clack back me gauge in a
Copper take here rocks, double glock

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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