Luyện nghe bài hát Wildin'

[Chorus: Krayzie (X2)
You need some we smokin the Bombay,
You need some liquor we 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 give a ruggish mothafuck,
We come to party; of my partners come to fuck it up,
Stuff em, turn the fuckin up,
Get it crunk, what,
Fill up on my cup,
Watch out for security, cause we to blaze the doob up,
Let's smoke and burn, the herb,
So come on the train, you should ride it,
Make sure you bring 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,
Make em fall, collapse, stumble, and fumble, just drunk hoes.

(X2)

[Verse Layzie Bone:]
Biz got the green and nicotine and Krayzie off that sin,
Me and Wish 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 heat get double or we got get on a hustle,
And it ain't no party like a Bone Thug party, cause a Bone Thug get wild,
Get foul in the like do that what? Do that shit right now,
We the same damn niggas, sellin yayo, 40s,
khakis with the timbs on, mothafuckas know the story,
We leave rap alone, the game need us,
Think you can handle us or beat us, on, Cleatus!
Mess up that you drankin,
on that weed you smokin,
My niggas never jokin,
And I came to get you off this weed, weed, weed, weed...

(X2)

[Verse Three: Bone/Wish Bone]

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

I'm a drink, I'm a smoke,
When I hit the club I'm in the door,
We dem no problems,
But if you em we can dance, ho,
Higher, higher, put a little Henn in Cris,
It'll make you nicer,
Drunk as but don't get it twisted,
I will cha, fight cha,
In the of the party,
With a thugs 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,
Bring own smoke,
And own drink, that's Thug's rules, foo!

(X4)