Luyện nghe bài hát Da Introduction

Welcome to the side
It's the Thuggish Bone

Gotta it on up to the glock glock
Pop pop, better when them buckshot blow
The bone in me no ho,
So no creepin' up the ziplock

So sin, sip gin, and lil' mo run up, nut up
And in, than slipped the clip in
Mistakin' the bloody
Ever if ya nuts, to the chest and

Buck buck buck
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
Right back at your ass
Comes those real thugs

out the double glock
Puttin' it for the motherfuckin' land
Taking no no losses
Puttin' it on you jealous made playa hating-ass niggas

You betta tell 'em what's real
ova the shit in the 9-5
I bring to you the one and
Bone

Nigga St. Claire

double nine style
Steadily sendin' bodies undaground

It'll be all that llelo bank roll
Betta make money man, dead wrong
Put it on the low betta beat them
get them demons off me

Creepin' up softly seepin' up my soul
And ain't good to go now
When I'm wll rollin' off
And betta the do'

Bet I won't be slippin'
None ah them I bails wid
Put ah ah twelve gage shells
Bloody be 1-8-7 and the 2-11

12-gage and the spray
Let the kill 'em now
Put 'em off in the grave
When the slugs crawl up in ya

Well I roll wid realer
Pop pop to the sound and to ground
Lit 'em up to ya

Them St. Claire thugs we
When they pumpin' them slugs now
See duck from the scum
When I dug them deep in the muddy drug

run wid them choose snooze you lose
And in the alley fa fucked up
up wid them shoes ooh they knew
So we runnin' offa my truck

Bust ah left at the block and what'da ya
All ah the po-po follow
Cuff ah guy and see him layin' the store
But nigga my motto

No surrender, gotta get hit the fence wid the quickness
Hit the other side and I swing to the
Running through the hit '95
Peel, bending for safety we it and chill

Gotta ah mil but ah nine kick off for real
Nigga drop that bill or I pop my
Ain't no competition don't wid my clik
And so listen you stay trippin' it's okay

When we stickin' and lickin' pockets
So droppa that man glocka holla bang
Thuggin' wid ah thug nigga blunts
don't stiff on no weed smoke it off
'Cause nigga you know when the pockets get
run and get ah sack and come choke wid ch'all

Now you wid these thuggish killas
Creepin' up outta the and they ready to ride
Gettin' of thai
My niggs in the land got glocks fa on the 9-9

Betta 'em all dog
Bed make as fall wid the 12-gage you bustin' on niggas
So what now, come nigga get pow
And not only that get ta fuck down

And I'm bout niggas that wanna contend wid the thugstas
nigga done fucked up
Neva no playa in the clik touch loud and we neva no bustaz
Neva ah nigga sleep

Hear the buck shots rain where the thugs in Cleveland
Daily collectin' me
And I you in hell if all else fails oh well

Execution double style
Steadily sendin' body underground
double nine style
Steadily sendin' that body

Execution double style
Steadily that body underground
Execution double nine
Steadily sendin' that body

Execution nine style
Steadily sendin' that underground
Execution double style
Steadily sendin' that body

Execution double nine
Steadily sendin' that underground