Luyện nghe bài hát Wildin'

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

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

(X2)

[Verse Layzie Bone:]
Biz got the extra green and nicotine and Krayzie off sin,
Me and Wish got to the club and man they better let us in,
Cause we got 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 party, cause a Bone Thug party get wild,
Get foul in the like do that what? Do that shit right now,
We the same niggas, sellin yayo, sippin 40s,
Wearin khakis the timbs on, mothafuckas know the story,
We can't leave rap alone, the game us,
Think you can us or beat us, come on, Cleatus!
Mess up that you drankin,
Puff on that you smokin,
My ain't never jokin,
And I came to get you open off weed, weed, weed, weed...

(X2)

[Verse Three: Bizzy Bone]

Coke & Henny and I'm irie,
Wanna try me, pussy die, we
up in the club, ready, collide
Wanna get wild, hey,
Intoxicated, up that firy,
rotten,
Glock in the block, and please it,
you niggas, Oh Jesus!
What is the secret, is the reason,
Clutchin my 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 little Henn in Cris,
make you righter nicer,
Drunk as fuck but get it twisted,
I light cha, fight cha,
In the of the party,
With a hundred thugs by me,
And you don't try me!
I got to lose?
And I'm mad as fuck Imma run em out they shoes,
Bring own smoke,
And your own drink, that's rules, foo!

(X4)