Luyện nghe bài hát Wildin'

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

One: Krayzie Bone]
Guess who stepped in the club,
Them niggas that 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,
up on my niggas cup,
Watch out for security, cause we to blaze the doob up,
Let's and burn, choke the herb,
So come on the train, you should ride it,
Make you bring your Mary Jane, and personal lighter,
We that fire, fire; baby, baby,
Krayzie, faded, we blaze all day,
we rumble, (uh oh)
We just like out the jungle,
Make em fall, collapse, stumble, and fumble, like drunk hoes.

(X2)

[Verse Two: Layzie
Biz got the extra green and and Krayzie off that sin,
Me and Wish just got to the 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 Thug party, cause a Bone Thug party get wild,
Get in the crowd like do that what? Do that shit right now,
We the same damn niggas, yayo, sippin 40s,
Wearin with the timbs on, mothafuckas know the story,
We can't rap alone, the game need us,
Think you can us or beat us, come on, Cleatus!
Mess up that you drankin,
Puff on that 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, nigga die, we
up in the club, ready, collide
Wanna get wild, hey,
Intoxicated, up that 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 Henn in that Cris,
It'll you righter nicer,
Drunk as fuck but get it twisted,
I will light cha, cha,
In the of the party,
a hundred thugs right by me,
And you don't try me!
I got to lose?
And I'm mad as fuck run em out they shoes, move
Bring own smoke,
And own drink, that's Thug's rules, foo!

(X4)