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

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

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

I probably oughta be not be so horribly the body
I am so naughty because, I am in to photography
Following through the
But man, it, pour some acid on them, too
What I would do, Skinny Pimp what would you do?

Just look the eyes of the mask
Slangin' my AK to out my enemies
of the razor, da blast, he done passed
Leavin' no trace of the

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

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

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

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

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 killas at yo back
These peeked through the curtains

And saw them pointed at the window
Nothin' but destruction after we 'em
Man I thought you
That's what I would do, Gangsta Boo would you do?

Think about a master on how to buck them bitches dead
Gangsta Boo the devil's comin' with the livin' dead
Yes I'm so so crazy, so so scandalous, I will hurt you
Torture body with nothin' but fire

I calmly shoot you bitch
Blast you in yo head make you dead
'Cause I want you to live
My words of wisdom, the weaker the the bigger the thrill

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

Clizick with the real 6 niggaz for yo death
Ain't no shame up in my game, as you take your last
Six niggaz trill, ready to kill, bustas, jump
Pull a up clickin' on you niggas, Fly gon' ball, you punk

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

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

I hit up Crunchy, and I get full of that Holy Ghost
The devil's already in me so I ain't go too far to loce
You fucked up the wrong click, so your murder's all on my mind

Plus Satan's inside, put my hand to this 9
Burrnin' from the aim, my Glock knows
Every of the eye but before it's all over, you
l have two Loogers in weak thigh

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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