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

Well, Lord Infamous shall take razor blades
And press them in they
Take my pitchfork up outta the fire, soak it down in their
Through the ribs, spines, the muscle tissue

And send what's in back to yo, mamy
that bitch might miss you
But first, I want to slowly 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 moderately in to
Following the autopsy
But man, fuck it, pour acid on them, too
That What I would do, Skinny what would you do?

Just 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 them tubes up under my mattress
My conscience is black and strange
'Cause I murdered a bitch and the devil just my time

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

Either long range sweep
Never ever run the buckshots, bust '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 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' 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 from North Memphis of the Triple 6
Two killas at yo front door, three at yo back door
These hoes through the curtains

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

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

Then I calmly you bitch
Blast you in yo head make sure you
'Cause I don't want you to
My of wisdom, the weaker the victim 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 take your fuckin'
It's not a problem when I buck you bitch, I do it
That's what the devil's daughter do, now Fly what you do?

with the real Triple 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, suckas
Pull a fucked up on you niggas, Fly gon' ball, you punk

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

Dig it deep and bury that bitch, lay 'em 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?

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

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

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

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

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

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

Don't break, you can wish but you can't
Because we crave flesh
Triple 6 bitch, easily you can be

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