Luyện nghe bài hát Halfway Thugs Part 2

(singing like joe "i don't be a player")
He wanna be a muslim no more
He to be black and proud
Now he be hardcore, ooh, ohh (repeat)

When I met this cat he was eatin' veggie
Now you see him yo he think he about
I used to write his rhymes and let him
Knowin' that he old school and out of
made cat and yo he shot a kid
On top of yo he got his man doin' a bid
and lived in a crackhead crib
Never sold records now he tryin' to
But he was my man, I was the key he was a gram
You like 37, give it up man
You in war you shoulda let me know
If it's war I see you gonna let you go
But you's a homo thug, faggot
I hate you and the of y'all faggots though
So let me boost you and eat y'all what you're used to
You mad 'cause you wasn't in the juice crew
You a muslim now or just to?
Five percent today or just to?
Aiyyo a thug week I guess you's too
Mad 'cause I cut you off 'cause you was
I got you had the gat and you didn't let off
Ice broke it up than I around and split off
Yeah my nigga the nigga in the north face cloth
So what the fuck, watch my wyle like
You rock shit
Thugged out we fuck you up
All my n u scuff you up
And all my freak bitches like me and kurupt
Aye yo you my style fearin' my words
You pro-black because you like po' white birds
Eatin' ham with your man you in the suburbs
You like old school and up
I told you rhyme like a dog and put your up
Tell the truth, the truth,
Why you them lies
You goy mad I was fuckin' with (? ) and nas
And you hate nas right what you told me right?
Everything he did yo you tried to bite
Don't get mad 'cause you and he real tight
The qb niggas don't you neither
You had dreds now you met now you got a
Bitin' my style, wastin' your
You was in for the culture how you your style
And you know it ain't yet
'cause me and my click will the rest