ฟังเพลงLand of Tha Heartless (Explicit)

Don't n***as don't want to start s**t

Buck buck to the bang

Sendin' bullets to the brain n***a yeah

A n***a that always at my city with me

Now who was that n***a they put in the plastic

N***a that thought he could bang

That n***a's stuck

That n***a's blasted

They got my man from the land

Never ran I step with deadly men

If ya come a little bit closer

I can turn you into sand

Now follow me now roll stroll down to cleveland

We thuggin' we theivin' we put it in deep

And the blood is seepin'

Got n***as in alleys

F**k n***as in badges

We say bang

Eighty-eight through the ten-five

And clair

St clair ain't s**t to f**k with

Pumpin' krayzie be bumpin' dumpin' the bloody body

Me never knew one that could flow with the tongue

We comin' to shoot up your posse

My n***as-they comin' up out the woods

To get the goods

Krayzie be thug and

Want to

Die-that's from comin' up in my hood

We killas

Get a gat pap pap clack back me gun

Bust one they done

Cleveland is where we from

Hearts-thugs have none

High techs and khakis when jackin' sawed-off

There's really no place to run

N***as get vicious with my click

'Cause even the b***hes carry guns

Soon as I hit the scene

Feelin' for a pistol

But I didn't have no gun

Come with original thugsta s**t

I be flippin' it with me tongue

N***a cleveland is the city where we come from

And I show them h*es up outta the clair that thugs don't run from none

Follow rip one now on and on

Them definitely got me back

And I'm throwin' up st clair thugsta n***as

With or without my gat

Forever be ready to pull out me murder tools east 99 style fools

Me put it in mind on murderin' you

Followin' whenever me murderous trues

N***as that claim to bang bang

When it comes to slang things they do

They know they cannot buck me

One of 'em sure to slug me

But they hope the thug I be bizzy

Better let 'em him be or they'll see

N***a hangin' swangin' never to miss

The biz is me

Livin' in the land of the heartless

With a sawed-off pump shootin' craps

Hand on my strap roll thick 'cause they jack

Runnin' up on the bone you needin' to be pap pap

Soldier thugs be pumpin' them slugs

Defendin' they d**gs

When they roll up

N***as be creepin' up slow

Heavy packed with they gats

And try to pull a hold up

But n***a now hold on

Want to test the bone

The gauge is shown

Any is mind blown

Lookin' down the barrel of this mausberg chrome to the dome

Bone clack back me gauge in a rage

Copper take these here rocks

Double glock

My pistols be pumpin' and buckin' out shots whenever

The trouble knocks

Steadily hittin' me clean up

Get lit up for ready your soul to burn

And I blow your s**t up get 'em on the get up

Cause n***as must learn

Yearnin' to earn cheese

Ready to die so n***as can't take these

Wantin' to clock g's want to move keys

Not takin' a loss on my green leaves please

East nine nine crime finds mine

Strayin' on this road to hell

And prison walls testin' balls

For the cause gotta get that sale

And bailin' kickin' up mud rollin'

I get with my thugs

Rippin' apart s**t so n***a don't start s**t

Cause we kill in the land of the heartless die