Luyện nghe bài hát Wildin'

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

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

(X2)

[Verse Two: Bone:]
Biz got the extra and nicotine and Krayzie off that sin,
Me and just got to the club and man they better let us in,
Cause we got cheese to spend and I know they really don't no trouble,
My heat get double or we got get on a hustle,
And it ain't no party like a Bone Thug party, cause a Bone Thug get wild,
Get foul in the crowd like do what? Do that shit right now,
We the same damn niggas, sellin yayo, 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,
on that weed you smokin,
My niggas never jokin,
And I came to get you off this weed, weed, weed, weed...

(X2)

[Verse Bizzy 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 believe it,
you niggas, Oh Jesus!
What is the secret, is the reason,
Clutchin my trinkets,
bring the pain 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 little in that Cris,
make you righter nicer,
Drunk as but don't get it twisted,
I light 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 fuck run em out they shoes, move
your own smoke,
And own drink, that's Thug's rules, foo!

(X4)