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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Either long range sweep
ever run from the buckshots, bust 'em at ya back
When I'm full of yak, no clue
In to deep, you sleep, we creep, Juiceman, would you do?

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

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

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

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

Then I calmly you bitch
Blast you in yo head make sure you
'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 none of you hoes
We full of that weed, so we proceed to your fuckin' soul
It's not a problem I buck you bitch, I do it smooth
That's what the devil's do, now Fly what would you do?

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

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

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

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

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

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

Nigga, live by yo rep, 'cause we ain't takin'
When I 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 gon' this clip

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

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

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

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, muthafuckin' bones like it
Ain't shit, for the 9 nickel