Luyện nghe bài hát Servin' The Fiends

Hey hey holla nigga
happening?
I got the biggest right here motherfucker
These motherfucking fat,
Hey, at ten 'o clock I wanna see
None of y'all little niggas up on the block
Y'all got ta this motherfucka off
Curfew nigga, get ta fuck up here off my block

1: Bizzy Bone

Who tha fiends
Hundred thousands of
For the of money
Cash all me
Demons can me
While I'm in the I can die
Flipped up my as we came at the same time
tempted, in the tension
Ouija shit got you
Crash the and ending your sentence
Born for criminal
breaking in the ghetto bar thinking
Millenium shit like war and famine
Animals move reputed
Every daily grades let it be the
My Cleveland niggas revolve like bodies
In Eden seeping
And I don't wanna rock the
But I doubt it if I ta pop the trunk
I'ma get 'em when they thinking miss me what
Nigga thuggish ruggish fuck them up
Rolling wid my bucks in the biggest shit
All of my all of we lie
you touched and stuck on murda
Smoking up bud and up blunts
It was the 7th sign
Wid the and beams the philly and green
Wid a clik tight and a nigga like me
Ya couldn't go wid we
Eyes bloodshot red when I floss
I rather run up and smash you wid a
And they it off his head
Nigga instead I'ma let them
Nigga, warrior from the walking dead

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

2: Layzie Bone

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
Nigga dig that dig
All original peep the zone here we go
>From a place where a might bury ya
act up and I betta take care ah ya
Scared ah ya, I be for the war
Nigga I'm America's
Barely ta coast
If you ready for whateva you can wit me
But if you lie ta me and die for me
Look in my eyes and see you hide from me
Sleepwalk shit nigga
That be running niggas in the ghetto
Now get on my level rebuking the
like ah heavenly rebel
Even though my screws I can tigheten 'em up
And put a twist to the game like a monkey
For the funny
All about the murda for the ah money shit
paid, got it made in the shade nigga
If you got and I want it I'ma it
made it and I told ya we'd make it
Kept it real and it'd neva be shit
Half baked and gone off indoe stick
Wanna hit it just as you next
Hit it two times and
And nigga ya breath
Lay playing wid a half
Playin' wid ah half

Verse 3: Flesh N

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