Luyện nghe bài hát Wildin'

[Chorus: Krayzie (X2)
You need some reefer we 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: Bone]
who just stepped in the club,
Them niggas that don't give a ruggish mothafuck,
We come to party; some of my partners come to it up,
Stuff em, the fuckin music up,
Get it crunk, what,
Fill up on my cup,
Watch out for security, we bout to blaze the doob up,
Let's smoke and burn, the herb,
So on ride the train, you should ride it,
Make sure you bring your 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 Two: Bone:]
Biz got the extra green and nicotine and Krayzie off sin,
Me and Wish just got to the club and man better let us in,
Cause we got cheese to spend and I know they really 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, cause a Thug party get wild,
Get foul in the crowd do that what? Do that shit right now,
We the same damn niggas, sellin yayo, 40s,
Wearin khakis with the on, mothafuckas know the story,
We can't leave rap alone, the need us,
Think you can handle us or beat us, on, Cleatus!
Mess up that you drankin,
Puff on weed you smokin,
My ain't never jokin,
And I to get you open off this weed, weed, weed, weed...

(X2)

[Verse Three: Bone/Wish Bone]

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,
Clutchin my 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 in that Cris,
It'll make you 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, Thug's rules, foo!

(X4)