Luyện nghe bài hát Wildin'

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

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

(X2)

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

(X2)

[Verse Three: Bizzy Bone]

Coke & and I'm feelin irie,
try me, pussy nigga die, we
Slide up in the club, ready,
get wild, hey, highly
Intoxicated, up that 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 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 in that Cris,
It'll make you nicer,
as fuck 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!
What I got to
And I'm mad as fuck run em out they shoes, move
your own smoke,
And your own drink, Thug's rules, foo!

(X4)