Luyện nghe bài hát Wildin'

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

[Verse One: Krayzie
Guess who stepped in the club,
Them niggas that don't give a ruggish mothafuck,
We come to party; some of my come to fuck it up,
em, turn the fuckin music up,
Get it crunk, what,
up on my niggas cup,
Watch out for security, we bout 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 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 like hoes.

(X2)

[Verse Layzie Bone:]
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,
Cause we got cheese to spend and I know they don't want no trouble,
My heat get double or we got get on a hustle,
And it ain't no party a Bone Thug party, cause a Bone Thug party get wild,
Get foul in the crowd like do that what? Do shit right now,
We the same niggas, sellin yayo, sippin 40s,
Wearin khakis with the on, mothafuckas know the story,
We can't rap alone, the game need us,
Think you can us or beat us, come on, Cleatus!
up that drank 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: Bizzy Bone/Wish

Coke & Henny and I'm irie,
Wanna try me, nigga die, we
Slide up in the club, ready,
get wild, hey, highly
Intoxicated, Fucked up firy,
rotten,
Glock in the block, and please it,
you niggas, Oh Jesus!
What is the secret, is the reason,
my metal trinkets,
Wish bring the pain for niggas,
believe 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 in that 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!
I got to lose?
And I'm mad as Imma run em out they shoes, move
Bring own smoke,
And own drink, that's Thug's rules, foo!

(X4)