Luyện nghe bài hát BB da Thug

[Intro: Bizzy
To the visionares, mm-mm-mm
Dyin in the (yeah)
Rest In Peace, that's my A.K.A.
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 'em makin a chronic call
Definitely I need a blunt, come fill it up some bud
East 99 for life, ain't none 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 city
Ready to dance with these itchy-ass,
And Bizzy on the off-ramp just I'm thuggin
Shit music got me soft, tramps seein my cousins buggin
But I don't give a fuck, I'm onions, the ounces and Bizzy smile
I made it and you hate it, that's the way the ball
I keep my gun and make the money and that's for my son
What a creation in my life, I think a thug
And there I was, with the Thuggsta Lay'
with Flesh workin feedin the family in the
believe indeed, I got somethin up under my sleeve
Connected to the thieves, when it gets grow some weed
It's deja vu I'm with you
I could on forever, ain't it true that I do?
I can it inside, I can't explain how I feel
Remember when my 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
knows when we'll die, it still maintain through the rough
I be the to give my life, my life - BB da thug