Luyện nghe bài hát Da Introduction

Welcome to the dark
It's the Ruggish Bone

Gotta it on up to the glock glock
Pop pop, better drop 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 flipped in, than slipped the in
Mistakin' the bloody
Ever if ya nuts, to the chest and

Buck buck blow
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
Right at your motherfucking ass
Comes those true thugs

out the double glock
Puttin' it down for the motherfuckin'
Taking no shorts no
Puttin' it on you jealous bitch made playa niggas

You tell 'em what's real bitch
ova the shit in the 9-5
I to you the one and only
Thugs-N-Harmony

Nigga this St.

double nine style
Steadily sendin' bodies undaground

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

Creepin' up seepin' up through my soul
And sleepin' good to go now
When I'm wll off those
And betta the do'

Bet I be slippin' sleepin'
None ah thugs I bails wid
Put ah trail ah twelve shells
Bloody be smell 1-8-7 and the

12-gage and the AK-47
Let the Ripster 'em now
Put 'em off in the grave
When the start crawl up in ya

I roll wid realer niggas
Pop pop drop to the and to ground
Lit 'em up to ya

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

Don't run wid them choose you lose
And left in the alley fa up
What's up wid shoes ooh they knew
So we offa my dog's truck

ah left at the block and what'da ya know
All ah the they follow
Cuff ah guy and see him layin' the store
But nigga remember my

No surrender, get away hit the fence wid the quickness
Hit the other and I swing to the right
Running the gutta hit '95
Peel, bending for we make it and chill

Gotta make ah mil but ah kick off for real
Nigga that bill or I pop my steel
Ain't no competition don't fuck wid my
And so listen you bitches stay trippin' it's

When we stickin' and them pockets
So that dolla man glocka holla bang
wid ah thug nigga smoking blunts
Nigga stiff on no weed smoke it off
'Cause nigga you know the pockets get ride
I'ma run and get ah sack and come choke wid

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

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

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

Hear the buck shots where the thugs in Cleveland dwell
collectin' me mail
And I meet you in hell if all else oh well

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

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

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

Execution double style
sendin' that body underground