Luyện nghe bài hát BB da Thug

[Intro: Bizzy
To the Lord's visionares,
in the struggle (yeah)
Rest In Peace, my A.K.A. nigga
Y'all don't me

[Bizzy
See I was born in the womb, beatin my mom's walls
Now in the 90's you can find 'em a chronic call
Definitely I a blunt, come fill it up with some bud
East double 99 for life, ain't none of fuckin with us
There I was with the Thugs, bustin and pullin out guns
Tryna my way, hey, I pistol-whip on shit
I'm still number one - the click
and fuckin wit a, pump it on up in let the get dumb
Buckin wit a 55 chance, Bizzy off in city
Ready to dance with these itchy-ass,
And on the off-ramp just cause I'm thuggin
Shit this music got me soft, tramps seein my buggin
But I don't give a fuck, I'm puffin onions, the ounces and smile
I made it and you it, that's the way the ball bounce
I keep my gun and make the money and for my baby son
What a creation in my life, I think he's a
And there I was, with the Thuggsta Lay'
with Flesh workin the family in the C-L-E-V-E-L-A
Better believe indeed, I got somethin up my sleeve
Connected to the thieves, it gets thoughtless grow some weed
deja vu whenever I'm with you
I smoke on forever, ain't it true that I do?
I can feel it inside, I explain how I feel
Remember my neighbor Linda let a nigga eat a meal
to fight off my back, on my own did he struggle
In the 'Land on my hustle tryin to piece on out the
Nobody knows when we'll die, it maintain through the rough
I be the first to my life, my life - BB da thug