Luyện nghe bài hát Wildin'

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

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

(X2)

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

(X2)

[Verse Three: Bizzy Bone/Wish

Coke & Henny and I'm irie,
try me, pussy nigga die, we
Slide up in the club, ready,
get wild, hey, highly
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 for these niggas,
Please 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 little Henn in Cris,
make you righter nicer,
Drunk as but don't get it twisted,
I will light cha, cha,
In the of the party,
a hundred thugs right by me,
And you wanna try me!
I got to lose?
And I'm mad as fuck run em out they shoes, move
your own smoke,
And your own drink, that's rules, foo!

(X4)