Luyện nghe bài hát Live By Yo Rep (b.o.n.e. Dis)

Well, Lord shall take 1000 razor blades
And them in they flesh
Take my pitchfork up outta the fire, soak it down in chest
the ribs, spines, charcoal the muscle tissue

And send what's in back to yo, mamy
that bitch might miss you
But first, I want to pull off all your skin
Get grease and boil it hot on you and your dead friends

I probably oughta be not be so horribly slaughtering the
I am so naughty because, I am moderately in to
through the autopsy
But man, fuck it, pour acid on them, too
That What I would do, Skinny Pimp what you do?

look into the eyes of the mask
Slangin' my AK to out my enemies
Fear of the razor, da blast, he done
no trace of the evidence

Bodies sit in box chopped up in
His soul done rose, I placed them up under my mattress
My conscience is black and it's
'Cause I murdered a bitch and the just rushin' my time

With 9 in my hand, causin' death when you sleep
In the I make you no killas in mind
Pullin' a jack, reach me that cheese, stupid moves
Nigga ya bleed 17, please don't scream, don't run

Either long range street
Never ever run from the buckshots, 'em at ya back
When I'm full of yak, ain't no
In to deep, you sleep, we creep, Juiceman, what you do?

First a nigga looked in the pages for this bitch
Mafia style 'cause you don't who ya fuckin' it
him at his fuckin' home, nothin' but breathin' on the phone
Warnin' sign to let you know, I'm comin' so you be gone

Werther ya run, I be ya, with the 29s I be poppin' ya
Witness a nigga North Memphis of the Triple 6 Mafia
Two killas at yo front door, three at yo back door
These hoes peeked through the

And saw gats pointed at the window
Nothin' but destruction we touched 'em
Man I thought you
what I would do, Gangsta Boo what would you do?

Think about a plan on how to buck them bitches dead
Gangsta Boo the devil's daughter with the livin' dead
Yes I'm so so crazy, so so scandalous, I hurt you bitch
Torture your body with but fire

Then I calmly shoot you
Blast you in yo head make sure you
I don't want you to live
My words of wisdom, the weaker the victim the bigger the

The Triple 6 Mafia do not feel sorry for of you dirty hoes
We of that weed, so we proceed to take your fuckin' soul
It's not a problem when I you bitch, I do it smooth
what the devil's daughter do, now Fly what would you do?

Clizick with the real 6 niggaz for yo death
no shame up in my game, as you take your last breath
Six niggaz trill, to kill, bustas, suckas jump
Pull a fucked up clickin' on you niggas, Fly ball, you punk

To you fuckin' imitators, watch yo ass fuckin'
Bite a playa's and slip, soon you will be stankin', bitch
Fly bring them body bags, Lord you touch the fuckin' shovel

Dig it deep and bury bitch, lay 'em down there with the devil
numb, red rum, Mr. I B N, fool
Oh, that's what the Fly would do, now what would you do?

First I hit up Crunchy, and I get full of Holy Ghost
The devil's already in me so I gotta go too far to loce
You fucked up with the wrong click, so murder's all on my mind

Plus Satan's inside, put my to this plastic 9
Burrnin' from the aim, my knows more
Every blink of the eye but it's all over, you
l have two Loogers in your thigh

Fall on to kness, now it's time for you to guess
My fist full of fire, I punch a straight through yo chest
So any that wanna bite of this, everything, it's cool
You heard what I would do and the Triple 6 whole crew

Nigga, live by yo rep, 'cause we ain't takin'
When I blast on yo ass, I'm gon' empty clip

Nigga, live by yo rep, we ain't takin' shit
When I blast on yo ass, I'm gon' empty clip

Nigga, live by yo rep, we ain't takin' shit
When I blast on yo ass, I'm gon' this clip

Nigga, live by yo rep, 'cause we takin' shit
I blast on yo ass, I'm gon' empty this clip

See we can't no nigga that is Layzie
Broke out the blender and I made some gravy
It's Eazy and it was time to get Bizzy

Don't break, you can but you can't escape
we crave dead flesh
Triple 6 bitch, you can be next

Yeah, bitch, the Triple 6 Mafia, breakin' muthafuckin' bones it
Ain't shit, for the 9 nickel