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 down my mom's
Now in the 90's you can 'em makin 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 the Thugs, bustin and pullin out broke-ass guns
bluff my way, hey, I pistol-whip on shit
I'm still number one - the click
and wit a, pump it on up in let the Regime get dumb
wit a 55 chance, Bizzy off in your city
Ready to dance with these itchy-ass,
And Bizzy on the off-ramp cause I'm thuggin
Shit music got me soft, tramps seein my cousins buggin
But I don't a fuck, I'm puffin onions, the ounces and Bizzy 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 I was, fuckin with the Thuggsta Lay'
with Flesh workin feedin the family in the
Better believe indeed, I got somethin up my sleeve
Connected to the thieves, when it gets thoughtless grow some
It's deja vu I'm with you
I could smoke on forever, ain't it that I do?
I can it inside, I can't explain how I feel
Remember when my neighbor Linda let a 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
knows when we'll die, it still maintain through the rough
I be the first to give my life, my - BB da thug