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 city me
Now, who was that they put in the plastic?
Nigga that thought he bang

That nigga's stuck, that blasted
They got my man the Land
Never ran, I step with 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
niggas in badges, we say bang
Eighty-eight the ten-five
(And Clair)
St. Clair ain't shit to fuck

Pumpin', be bumpin', dumpin' 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 to get the goods

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

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

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

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

And I show them hoes up outta the
thugs don't run from none
rip one, now, on and on
Them got me back
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 mind on you
Followin' me murderous trues

Niggas that to bang, bang
it comes to slang thangs, they do
They know they buck me
One of 'em sure to me

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

East nine nine, finds mine
Strayin' on this road to
And prison walls, testin'
For the cause, gotta get sale

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

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

techs and khakis 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 really no to run
Niggas get vicious with my
'Cause even the carry guns

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