Luyện nghe bài hát Land Of Tha Heartless

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

But hope 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
There's no place to run
get vicious with my click
'Cause even the carry guns

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

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

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

Any is blown,
down the barrel
Of mausberg chrome 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, hittin', me clean up
Get lit up for ready your soul to
And I your shit up, get 'em on the get up

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

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

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

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

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

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

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