Luyện nghe bài hát Wildin'

[Chorus: Krayzie (X2)
You need 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 Krayzie Bone]
Guess who stepped in the club,
Them niggas don't give a thuggish ruggish mothafuck,
We come to party; of my partners come to fuck it up,
Stuff em, turn the music up,
Get it crunk, what,
Fill up on my cup,
out for security, cause we bout to blaze the doob up,
Let's smoke and burn, the herb,
So come on ride the train, you should it,
Make sure you bring Mary Jane, and personal lighter,
We keep fire, 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, like drunk hoes.

(X2)

[Verse Layzie Bone:]
Biz got the extra green and and Krayzie off that sin,
Me and Wish just got to the club and man they 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 like a Bone Thug party, cause a Bone Thug party get wild,
Get foul in the crowd do that what? Do that shit right now,
We the same niggas, sellin yayo, sippin 40s,
khakis with the timbs on, mothafuckas know the story,
We leave rap alone, the game need us,
Think you can handle us or 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: 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, up that 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 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,
make you righter nicer,
Drunk as but don't get it twisted,
I will cha, fight cha,
In the of the party,
With a hundred 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
your own smoke,
And your own drink, that's rules, foo!

(X4)