Luyện nghe bài hát Servin' The Fiends

Hey hey holla nigga
What's
I got the biggest right here motherfucker
These rocks fat,
Hey, at ten 'o I don't 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 outta off my block

Verse 1: Bone

Who servin' tha
Hundred of green
For the love of
Cash all me
can cloud me
While I'm in the I can die
Flipped up my as we came at the same time
Baby tempted, in the
Ouija got you demented
Crash the Benz and ending your
for criminal defendants
Critical in the ghetto bar thinking
Millenium shit pestilence war and famine
Animals animals 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 have ta pop the
I'ma get 'em they thinking they miss me what
that thuggish ruggish fuck them up
Rolling wid my bucks in the snatch shit
All of my all of we lie
Nigga you touched and stuck on
Smoking up bud and fucking up
It was the 7th regime
Wid the nines and the philly and green
Wid a clik tight and a nigga like me
Ya couldn't go wid we
Eyes bloodshot red when I instead
I rather run up and you wid a passion
And they chalking it off his
Nigga instead I'ma let bleed
Nigga, immortal warrior the walking dead

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

2: Layzie Bone

Now could this be
The bad boy the
I be thugging for
Wanna me it's on
Now where my at
Pull a nigga wig
Nigga dig that dig
All original the zone criminal here we go
>From a place where a might bury ya
Nigga act up and I take care ah ya
ah ya, I be ready for the war
Nigga I'm America's
coast ta coast
If you ready for you can ride wit me
But if you lie ta me and die for me
Look in my eyes and see you hide from me
Sleepwalk talk nigga
That be running from 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 a monkey wrench
For the funny
All about the murda for the love ah shit
Gettin' paid, got it made in the nigga
If you got and I want it take it
Nigga made it and I ya we'd make it
it real and it'd neva be fake shit
Half and gone off this indoe stick
Wanna hit it call just as you
Hit it two and pass
And nigga ya breath
Lay playing wid a deck
Playin' wid ah half

Verse 3: Flesh N

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