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 number 3
Blowin' on some shit that I got from Zone 3

Blowin' Mile, yeah, we call it Tennessee
I'm in every hood everybody know me
So don't wake me up, I to God I'm dreamin'
fo Uncle Ray, yeah, dat nigga still beamin'

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

And I ain't trippin' on the 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 been to da

Bitch, I hits, you niggas waste time
And I be goddamn, if I let you waste
Like for the better but I'm still strapped
Trigga happy nigga don't make me

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

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

Not a day goes by, that I ain't
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 it blowing on Jamaica
The boy thuggin'
in the air, errbody toastin'
Don't get it fucked up, nigga, toting

Posted with a broad, yeah she then a African
Hair her back like she mixed with Italian
Mami so man she look like a stallion
Introduced her to my partner yeah, it's on so what's

What's happening? Presidents, briefcase full of 'em
Couldn't take a we do it for the love of 'em
life fast, we do it for the rush of it
Rubber stacks, we do it for the touch of it

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

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

Not day by, that I ain't high
Hit da everyday, nigga, I stay 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