Luyện nghe bài hát Wildin'

[Chorus: Krayzie (X2)
You need some we smokin the Bombay,
You need liquor we pourin it all day,
for drama my niggas be wildin',
Hey, fuck, hey, fuck, hey, fuck, hey, hey.

[Verse Krayzie Bone]
Guess who stepped in the club,
Them niggas that don't a thuggish ruggish mothafuck,
We come to party; some of my partners to fuck it up,
Stuff em, the fuckin music up,
Get it crunk, what,
up on my niggas cup,
Watch out for security, cause we bout to the doob up,
Let's smoke and burn, the herb,
So come on ride the train, you ride it,
Make you bring your Mary Jane, and personal lighter,
We that fire, fire; baby, baby,
Krayzie, faded, we shit all day,
we rumble, (uh oh)
We like animals out the jungle,
em fall, collapse, stumble, and fumble, just like drunk hoes.

(X2)

[Verse Layzie Bone:]
Biz got the green and nicotine and Krayzie off that sin,
Me and just got to the club and man they better let us in,
we got cheese to spend and I know they really don't want no trouble,
My get double double or we got get on a hustle,
And it ain't no party like a Bone Thug party, a Bone Thug party get wild,
Get foul in the like do that what? Do that shit right now,
We the same damn niggas, sellin yayo, 40s,
Wearin with the timbs on, mothafuckas know the story,
We can't rap alone, the game need us,
you can handle us or beat us, come on, Cleatus!
Mess up drank you drankin,
on that weed you smokin,
My niggas ain't jokin,
And I came to get you open off weed, weed, weed, weed...

(X2)

[Verse Three: Bizzy Bone/Wish

Coke & and I'm feelin irie,
try me, pussy nigga die, we
Slide up in the club, ready,
Wanna get wild, hey,
Intoxicated, Fucked up firy,
rotten,
Glock in the block, and believe it,
you niggas, Oh Jesus!
What is the secret, is the reason,
my metal trinkets,
Wish bring the pain for niggas,
believe it

I'm a drink, I'm a smoke,
When I hit the I'm in the back door,
We dem no problems,
But if you em we can dance, ho,
Higher, higher, put a Henn in that Cris,
It'll you righter nicer,
Drunk as fuck but get it twisted,
I will cha, fight cha,
In the of the party,
With a hundred right by me,
And you don't try me!
What I got to
And I'm mad as fuck Imma run em out they shoes,
your own smoke,
And your own drink, that's rules, foo!

(X4)