Luyện nghe bài hát Servin' Tha Friends

Hey hey holla nigga
happening?
I got the biggest right here motherfucker
These rocks fat,
Hey, at ten 'o clock I don't see
None of y'all niggas up on the motherfucking block
got ta clear this motherfucka off
Curfew nigga, get ta fuck up outta off my block

Verse 1: Bone

Who tha fiends
Hundred thousands of
For the love of
all around me
Demons can me
I'm in the county I can die
Flipped up my style-y as we came at the time
tempted, in the tension
Ouija shit got you
Crash the Benz and your sentence
for criminal defendants
Critical breaking in the ghetto bar
shit like pestilence war and famine
Animals move animals
daily grades let it be the reason
My niggas revolve like dead bodies
In leading seeping
And I don't rock the pump
But I doubt it if I ta pop the trunk
I'ma get 'em when they thinking they miss me
Nigga that thuggish fuck them up
Rolling wid my bucks in the biggest snatch
All of my all of we lie
you touched and stuck on murda
Smoking up bud and fucking up
It was the 7th sign
Wid the nines and beams the and green
Wid a tight team and a nigga like me
Ya go wrong wid we
Eyes red when I floss instead
I rather run up and smash you wid a
And chalking it off his head
Nigga instead I'ma let them
Nigga, immortal warrior from the walking

It's just another day I get paid
Who got the boulder
Who tha fiends
(Repeat)

Verse 2: Layzie

Now could be B-O-B
The bad boy the
I be for eternal
test me it's on
Now where my at
Pull a nigga wig
dig that dig that
All original peep the zone criminal we go
>From a place a nigga might bury ya
Nigga act up and I take care ah ya
ah ya, I be ready for the war
Nigga I'm Most
coast ta coast
If you for whateva you can ride wit me
But if you lie ta me and die for me
Look in my and see you can't hide from me
Sleepwalk shit nigga
That be running from in the ghetto
Now get on my rebuking the Devil
Representing like ah rebel
Even though my screws I can tigheten 'em up
And put a twist to the like a monkey wrench
For the funny
All about the murda for the love ah money
Gettin' paid, got it made in the shade
If you got and I it I'ma take it
Nigga made it and I told ya make it
Kept it real and neva be fake shit
Half baked and gone off this stick
Wanna hit it call as you next
Hit it two and pass
And hold ya breath
Lay wid a half deck
wid ah half deck

Verse 3: Flesh N

I'm up but I bail on the darkside
Dwell, wid the ta get this mayo
ta sell the yayo for my mayo
Nobody be wid Bone top platinum
So ah now that you got album fool
Tell me what in the you gon' do wid it
drop and hit up they head
That can go and get
Peepin' here they come it off
So quicker they come wid ah drumstick
Servin' them paper murda 1-8-7 ova haters
you be done,
Did it wid niggas do whateva gotta do
My nigga just do what ya do
if you gotta spark a few
Just rob a few move
It's just day I gotta get paid
ain't rapping the same way
Made niggas it figures now thug wid niggas
eating betta than the nigga
Betta lay in low so when the po-po
on my depths as a criminal
Homicidal bring 'em up all up
Nigga let's this shit be real
But stack up realer than a nigga gats loco
smoke ah motherfucka do it fast
Bucking 'em down here red on his back