Luyện nghe bài hát BB da Thug

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

[Bizzy
See I was in the womb, beatin down my mom's walls
Now in the 90's you can find 'em makin a call
Definitely I need a blunt, fill 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 my way, hey, I pistol-whip on shit
I'm still number one - runnin the
and fuckin wit a, pump it on up in let the get dumb
Buckin wit a 55 chance, off in your city
Ready to with these itchy-ass, hands
And Bizzy on the off-ramp just I'm thuggin
Shit this music got me soft, seein my cousins buggin
But I don't give a fuck, I'm puffin onions, the ounces and smile
I it and you hate it, that's the way the ball bounce
I keep my gun and make the money and that's for my son
What a in my life, I think he's a thug
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 up under my sleeve
Connected to the thieves, when it thoughtless grow some weed
It's vu whenever I'm with you
I could smoke on forever, ain't it true I do?
I can feel it inside, I can't 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 tryin to piece on out the puzzle
Nobody knows when we'll die, it still through the rough
I be the first to my life, my life - BB da thug