Luyện nghe bài hát Glorious Thugs

[Verse 1: Darko]
Armed and dangerous, kill Meech, better aim it up
Most of rap niggas hating us
like I got six people living inside my cranium
Help me, I see dead people, I'm talking them
Six angels just ain't
I a bad bitch, about a million bucks
Telling me I been a monster, man, boss, man
My sonograms full of solid and I'm a go find that real shit
No hologram when you slick, you get hit with extra gram
Bu-buck shot and then they bounce
Some down, some niggas ran
Came in this GAME talking shit, tab, hashy bricks
Codeine-sip, weed in my lungs, easy flip, I got the plug
All drugs, I got to like one
All this beef, I got the right
What is the right one?
you gon' do, die or run?

[Verse 2: Juice]
7 a.m., in the money bar
They got and green, that nicotine
for this pack, got to fit the whole team
Find four on my back, gotta it best, man
Little stress here, bit of stress
Got a 9 milli weapon for protection to niggas off, no question
Nah, niggas is the brown skin
Man, this no bullshit, scared of us
And they took a to not give a fuck
Someone loaded up 'til my bust
And they been down for us, just how a bust
Shout-out to my niggas on my on the corner with the raw
Trying to make a little living 'bout what a can't afford
Who put them in the hood, anyway?
Who told these niggas we ain't everyday?
start the trend and we followed in
'Fore the chopper trying to hollow me
These ain't ready, gotta call 'em in
My funky, that parliament
Put Pall Mall cigs, Paul Wall, my grill is
Tipping my verses, my get serviced
We vicious, we serpents, we ripping Earth shit

[Verse 3: Arc Elliott]
Uh, this is how I operate, no MD, just
Been contemplating this
all semester, they ignored the message
Leave shorty wet, my on Balmain
All of my are shooters, they ain't
Full of description, your where they missing
And mission: is an original, man
My ism is torture, we live in the
niggas in prison for pushing her down
Shooting to kill, gunning 'em
Who can what is on ground?
Smoking this and my arm in Rick Ow'
that shit like I'm holding a "no"
A talking reckless, same, we smoking Dutches
On a certain substance, balling on a
Give you a minimum you exhibit a criminal mimic
And miracles, they get
They made the liberty's
The live is the of indigo
Niggas is on this side
Don't be surprised when I silence the scene six shooters
As soon as you fetch money machine, motherfucker