Luyện nghe bài hát BB da Thug

[Intro: Bone]
To the Lord's visionares,
Dyin in the (yeah)
Rest In Peace, my A.K.A. nigga
don't feel me

[Bizzy
See I was born in the womb, down my mom's walls
Now in the 90's you can find 'em a chronic call
Definitely I need a blunt, come it up with some bud
East double 99 for life, ain't of y'all fuckin with us
There I was with the Thugs, and pullin out broke-ass guns
Tryna bluff my way, hey, I pistol-whip on
I'm still number one - runnin the
and fuckin wit a, pump it on up in let the Regime get
Buckin wit a 55 chance, Bizzy off in your
Ready to dance with these itchy-ass,
And Bizzy on the just cause I'm thuggin
Shit this got me soft, tramps seein my cousins buggin
But I don't give a fuck, I'm puffin onions, the ounces and smile
I made it and you hate it, that's the way the ball
I keep my gun and the money and that's for my baby son
What a creation in my life, I think a thug
And there I was, fuckin with the Thuggsta
with Flesh feedin the family in the C-L-E-V-E-L-A
believe indeed, I got somethin up under my sleeve
Connected to the thieves, when it gets thoughtless some weed
It's deja vu whenever I'm you
I could smoke on forever, it true that I do?
I can feel it inside, I can't explain how I
Remember when my neighbor let a nigga eat a meal
to fight off my back, on my own did he struggle
In the 'Land on my hustle to piece on out the puzzle
Nobody knows when we'll die, it still maintain the rough
I be the to give my life, my life - BB da thug