Luyện nghe bài hát Halfway Thugs Part 2

(singing like joe "i don't be a player")
He don't 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' burgers
Now you see him yo he think he murders
I used to his rhymes and let him shine
Knowin' that he old school and out of
Bitch cat and yo he shot a kid
On top of that yo he got his man a bid
and lived in a crackhead crib
Never records now he tryin' to live
But he was my man, I was the key he was a gram
You like 37, give it up man
You in this war you shoulda let me
If it's war when I see you let you go
But you's a homo thug, though
I hate you and the rest of y'all faggots
So let me boost you and eat y'all niggas what used to
You just mad 'cause you wasn't in the juice
You a muslim now or just to?
Five percent or just used to?
Aiyyo a thug week I guess you's too
Mad 'cause I cut you off 'cause you was
I got jumped you had the gat and you let off
Ice broke it up I turned around and split off
Yeah my nigga shot the nigga in the north cloth
So what the fuck, my wyle like what
You rock shit
Thugged out we fuck you up
All my n u straight you up
And all my freak bitches like me and kurupt
Aye yo you bitin' my style my words
You ain't pro-black because you like po' birds
Eatin' ham with your man you in the suburbs
You old school and washed 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 nas right that's what you told me right?
Everything that he did yo you to bite
Don't get mad 'cause you and he real tight
The qb niggas don't like you
You had now you met now you got a caesar
Bitin' my style, your style
You was in for the culture how you switchin' style
And you know it ain't yet
me and my click will bring the rest