Luyện nghe bài hát Corporate Thuggin'

I said I'm thuggin', C T E
the day I die that's the way it's gon' be
Thug Motivation I'm bumpin' 3
Blowin' on some killa shit I got from Zone 3

Blowin' Mile, yeah, we call it Tennessee
I'm good in every everybody know me
So wake me up, I swear to God I'm dreamin'
Pray fo Ray, yeah, dat nigga still beamin'

Lookin' fly in the cock pit a still leanin'
Money out here so a nigga schemin'
And I don't music fo da muthafuckin' critics
don't understand 'cuz they ain't muthafuckin' littin'

And I ain't on the source I got a muthafuckin' plug
Keep me 5 mics, I'm still a thug
Now the question is, can a really rap?
And the answer is you eva to da trap?

Bitch, I hits, you niggas waste time
And I be goddamn, if I let you mine
Like change for the better but I'm strapped
Trigga happy nigga make me relapse

Attitude like fuck it, they anyway
And I can give a fuck what a gotta say
You still talkin' blow? You right
What else I'm gon' say? That's my life

I just left Jamaica, I'm Nachos Rios
Sippin' margaritas on the beach in my
Brought a few pills but thats' fo da skeezas
Used my black car but that's fo da reefa
What's up? go

Not a day goes by, that I high
Hit da mall everyday, nigga, I fly
26 inches, yeah, I'm sittin' up
And I'ma keep it hood, homie, no lie

Not day goes by, I ain't high
Hit da mall everyday, nigga, I fly
Get how we live, yo, we to get by
We it all in the air, baby, dats no lie

Blood raw, errbody love it blowing on
The boy corporate
in the air, errbody toastin'
Don't get it up, nigga, errbody toting

Posted with a broad, yeah she then a African
down her back like she mixed with Italian
Mami so thick man she like a stallion
her to my partner yeah, it's on so what's happenin'?

What's Dead Presidents, briefcase full of 'em
Couldn't take a we do it for the love of 'em
Living fast, we do it for the rush of it
band stacks, we do it for the touch of it

This shit don't stop, thuggin' nigga til my casket drop
Yams in the booth did the on the block
blame me, I'm just tryna get a knot, U.S.D.A.

Not a day goes by, that I ain't
Hit da everyday, nigga, I stay fly
26 inches, yeah, I'm up high
And I'ma it hood, homie, dat's no lie

Not day by, that I ain't high
Hit da mall everyday, nigga, I fly
Get how we live, yo, we to get by
We it all in the air, baby, dats no lie, what's up?

So fly, so
So fly, so
So fly, so
So fly, so