Luyện nghe bài hát Servin' The Fiends

Hey hey holla holla
happening?
I got the boulders right here motherfucker
These rocks fat,
Hey, at ten 'o clock I don't see
of y'all little niggas up on the motherfucking block
Y'all got ta clear this off
nigga, get ta fuck up outta here off my block

Verse 1: Bone

Who tha fiends
Hundred of green
For the of money
Cash all me
Demons can me
I'm in the county I can die
Flipped up my style-y as we at the same time
Baby tempted, in the
shit got you demented
Crash the Benz and ending sentence
for criminal defendants
Critical breaking in the bar thinking
Millenium like pestilence war and famine
Animals move reputed
Every grades let it be the reason
My Cleveland niggas like dead bodies
In Eden leading
And I wanna rock the pump
But I doubt it if I have ta pop the
I'ma get 'em when they thinking miss me what
Nigga that thuggish fuck them up
wid my bucks in the biggest snatch shit
All of my all of we lie
you touched and stuck on murda
Smoking up bud and up blunts
It was the 7th regime
Wid the nines and beams the philly and
Wid a tight team 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 chalking it off his head
Nigga instead let them bleed
Nigga, immortal warrior from the walking

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

2: Layzie Bone

Now could be B-O-B
The bad boy the
I be for eternal
Wanna test me on
Now my niggas at
Pull a nigga wig
dig that dig that
All original peep the criminal here we go
>From a place where a might bury ya
Nigga act up and I take care ah ya
Scared ah ya, I be for the war
I'm America's Most
Barely coast ta
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
shit talk nigga
That be running from in the ghetto
Now get on my level the Devil
Representing ah heavenly rebel
Even though my loose I can tigheten 'em up
And put a twist to the game like a wrench
For the funny
All about the murda for the love ah money
Gettin' paid, got it made in the nigga
If you got and I want it take it
Nigga made it and I told ya we'd it
Kept it real and it'd neva be fake
Half baked and off this indoe stick
Wanna hit it just as you next
Hit it two and pass
And nigga hold ya
Lay playing wid a deck
wid ah half deck

Verse 3: N Bone

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