Luyện nghe bài hát Land Of Tha Heartless

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

That nigga's stuck, that blasted
They got my man from the
Never ran, I step deadly men
If ya come a little bit closer, I can turn you sand
Now me, now roll, stroll 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 the ten-five
(And Clair)
St. Clair ain't to fuck 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 up out the woods 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
one, they done, Cleveland is where we from
Hearts-thugs none

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

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

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

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

Forever be to pull out me
Murder tools East 99 style,
Me put it in on murderin' you
Followin' whenever me murderous

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

But they hope the thug I be,
Better let 'em him be or see
Nigga, hangin', swangin', to miss
The Biz is me

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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