Luyện nghe bài hát Da Introduction

Welcome to the side
the Thuggish Ruggish Bone

Gotta it on up to the glock glock
Pop pop, better drop when buckshot blow
The in me never no ho,
So no creepin' up outta the

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

Buck buck blow
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
Right back at motherfucking ass
Comes real true thugs

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

You betta tell 'em what's real
Takin' ova the in the 9-5
I bring to you the one and
Thugs-N-Harmony

Nigga St. Claire

Execution nine style
Steadily sendin' them undaground

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

Creepin' up softly seepin' up through my
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 thugs I wid
Put ah trail ah twelve shells
Bloody be 1-8-7 and the 2-11

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

Well I wid realer niggas
Pop pop drop to the sound and to
Lit 'em up to ya

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

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

Bust ah left at the and what'da ya know
All ah the po-po they
Cuff ah guy and see him behind the store
But nigga remember my

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

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

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

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

kill '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 get shut ta fuck down

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

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

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

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

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

double nine style
Steadily that body underground