Luyện nghe bài hát Souljah Boy

We low down, we low down....
Yeah (yeah) (yeah), Krayzie Bone up in this (up in this mothafucka), up in this
mothafuckin nigga (my
nigga). Souljah Boy, to shut you hoes down ('bout to shurt you hoes down). You know what it
is, Mo Thug rollin
too damn thick, nigga. What you wanna do? (Ride, die. Die die). Yeah, one ah these nigga,
one ah nigga, one ah

We low down, low down dirty shame, niggaz actin strang, catch a to tha fuckin brain (put'em
up, up)
(repeat)

Boy
Souljah Boy, off in this mothafucka, to point tha bitch may suckaz, thinkin they got enough
to rush us. I'm ah dust
ya, heads off, wit tha blink of an eye, you niggaz gonna die, don't ask me why, but I try. With tha
vibe I be gettin
makin wantin get cha spit'n yall shittin to tha fuckin wide, be wide. You hoes wanna find me
my nigga Bone up
trees, black eyes see, ain't no comin back, get you some ah that, shit you smokin, get me gigged
up, hit it up, hit it up, I'm
straight loke, and I'm hopin ah, that all ah yall (all ah yall) bustaz got to play, my nigga,
Tombstone, Bone quickin
yo way

You to betta be thangs, yo brain, put'em in ah coffin, and that's where they lay, wanna roll, tha
get chrome,
(put'em in and rip'em out) that how we ay. Murder dem niggaz that's plottin around me, holla
boy yo body, nigga
fillin bless yo wit tha 12 guage marks burn, leavin you stiff and cold. Nigga what you gonna do,
tha mothafuckin
thugstaz come for you. Ya snooze you loose, to catch that skuzie, nigga to shoot tha po po
too, and we do. wit
da nigga wit his finger on tha trigger, but I catch him and him wit ammunition. Hit'em wit tha bullet
and ah rippin, and to get
cha, they miss'em, hey. We foe tha swang and no fakin, detain'em, we quick wit tha fucka,
you up on my, and
uzzies and 357's, we load'em and shoot foe yo head, you die. Niggaz betta not test me, Leather
Face, quick when
pull out weapon, hey, we leavin'em headless. Respect dem Clair playaz, bitch

Boy
I'm on ah mission, ah mission, I'm swift empty my clip, you outta beat an ass with fast as safety
mine, neva soldiaz
to rip, ya lit, get hit, 'cause I split, wit yo shit, ain't bout a nigga tellin, yellin mothafuckin thangs,
as all you (soldiaz)
bitches, rollin ya spliff. 'cause I'll shift, wit my grip, off into a new level

Knockin wit mic let cha know ya wrong, damn wrong....Rest in peace, and seem to been
up on me latey, fuck'n,
let's all go crazy, we daily, gettin we red lay, my thugstaz, love when we buck pump, put'em on
tha fuck'em.
Krayzie release dem shells, I say say let's all go to hell. 'cause I got my money, my pistol, my
reefa, neva my thugs,
what. Hey, we slay, we

Boy
We pray, everyday, but still I see, you and me, just don't
mix, so I my grip. I'm ah kill ya
clique, that's tha end ah
shit. So you eva, in ya mothafuckin life try to test me, it's
neva like Rambo, wit this proof
and wit a knife, you
betta respect me. Or we'll complete twice, I'm yo wife. Yo
get's knifed just like Lesley,
don't me, don't press
me, Krayzie Bone up they chest, g

Yeah, nigga. Yeah, hoe ass niggaz. Yall mothafuckaz ready foe
this mothafuckin thug shit.
You ain't ready.
Gone (gone) (down), shut'n shit down (shut'n shit down).
down (completely
down). You didn't know
(you didn't know). Huh? You gotta recognize. St. Clair
Wastland, nigga. Fuck yall niggaz,
nigga. Yeah. (Wasteland,
wasteland, wasteland) Hoe ass mothafuckaz, bitches, I'm to
kill'em. Soldiaz, we on gank. Can
you feel Can you
that?