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

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

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

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

Just into the eyes of the mask
Slangin' my AK to knock out my
Fear of the razor, da blast, he passed
Leavin' no trace of the

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

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

long range street sweep
Never ever run from the buckshots, bust 'em at ya
When I'm full of yak, ain't no
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 be gone

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

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

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

Then I shoot you bitch
Blast you in yo head make you dead
I don't want you to live
My words of wisdom, the weaker the victim the the thrill

The Triple 6 Mafia do not feel for none of you dirty hoes
We full of that weed, so we proceed to take your soul
It's not a problem when I buck you bitch, I do it
That's what the daughter do, now Fly what would you do?

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

To you imitators, watch yo ass fuckin' click
Bite a style and slip, soon you will be stankin', bitch
Fly gon' them body bags, Lord 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 what the Fly would do, now what would you do?

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

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

on to your kness, now it's time for you to guess
My fist full of fire, I punch a hole straight through yo
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 takin'
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, 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 takin' shit
When I blast on yo ass, I'm gon' empty clip

See we can't tolerate no nigga is Layzie
Broke out the blender and I made some Krayzie
Eazy and when it was time to get Bizzy

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

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