Luyện nghe bài hát Land Of Tha Heartless

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

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

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

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

Krayzie be thug, and die, that's from up in my hood
(Want to)
We killas, get a gat, pap, pap, clack me gun
Bust one, they done, Cleveland is we from
Hearts-thugs have

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

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

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

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

Forever be 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 comes to thangs, they do
They they cannot buck 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', to miss
The Biz is me

High techs and khakis when jackin',
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 my click
'Cause even the carry guns

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

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

Any is blown,
down the barrel
Of this mausberg to the dome
Bone, clack back me in a rage
Copper take these here rocks, glock

My pistols be and buckin' 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, yearnin' to earn
Ready to die, so niggas can't these
Wantin' to G's, want to move keys
Not takin' a on my green leaves, please

East nine nine, crime finds
on this road to hell
And prison walls, balls
For the cause, gotta get that

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

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

High techs and khakis jackin', sawed-off
There's 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 vicious my click
'Cause even the bitches carry

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