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 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 flipped in, than the clip in
Mistakin' the bloody
Ever if ya test nuts, to the and

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

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

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

Nigga St. Claire

double nine style
Steadily them bodies undaground

It'll be all about that llelo 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 sleepin' ain't to go now
When I'm wll rollin' off
And watch the do'

Bet I won't be slippin'
ah them thugs I bails wid
Put ah trail ah gage shells
be smell 1-8-7 and the 2-11

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

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

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

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

Bust ah left at the block and 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 side and I swing to the
through the gutta hit '95
Peel, bending for safety we it and chill

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

When we and lickin' them pockets
So droppa that dolla man glocka holla
Thuggin' wid ah thug nigga smoking
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 wid ch'all

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Execution nine style
Steadily sendin' that body