Luyện nghe bài hát Homies and Thugs (Remix)

1:
(Scarface)
Ghetto niggaz violent all the killers remain silent
niggaz strapped with and ain't smiling
And I'm driving to a place they're all
the lake we build houses but its the hood we home
In the ghetto the only a motherfucker will keep it real
we focused on the dollar bill,
The tend to disrespect the place
where do thier struggling die with a straight face
Surviving, under conditions demons
you can run it but can't it so step aside
Its the that makin' music for the streets
cause I love motherfucker like pussy with no sheets,
its deep
Some niggaz make it out the neighborhood and circle
and let the money them nervous, what's the purpose?
A sitting on fat
Who done came up in the hood but he can't back
Fuck that, I in the street game frame
on a to maintian me and take aim
In position to let my opposition my life
cause off in streets I keep it real but what's right?
Surviving, sitting on a key business on a beeper
I'm in this motherfucker deeper
the reaper that no man born or woman harm me
fuck a nigga in your army; though I'm a killer
the ghetto so that you can see
what I mean when I say I love this cause it me
Let it be, stop at this motherfucker strange
and talking 'bout a change
This is for my niggaz

(chorus x6)

This is for my homies and my thug (uuuuugh)

2
(Master P)
'Face, us working at McDonald's
and me and you selling fucking tapes in the
Gold slug, a car full of thug
twenty inch wheels candy paint so we dealers
No soldiers to the fullest
see I was on some red beans the size of some bullets, huh
Real ghetto niggaz can't be
got me mixing up dope with J down at Rap-A-Lot
My phone tapped the on my tail
got me luxury taxes on everything I build
True to the ghetto my life
you see house on the lake its for the kids and the wife
You can me if you wanna
cause I be niggaz off from New Orleans to California
Rowdy like a (uuuuuugh)
independant, black owned got them on this cocaine
You to see C.E.O.'s in a suit and tie
but we young in tennis shoes and diamonds
Executive street
gonna be bout it bout till we gray in the wheel chair

x6

3:
(Doracell)
It's alive, and be tha muhfuckin' one
Make these niggas some
Here I
Da Don
steady claiming this
Tatted on my since 86
tha fuck?
I'm sitting in my cell block
Listening to shit my radio did
Shit, gotta change the
Write a letta to the mothafuck all this time wasting
Chasin' wit my occupation
across the nation
Lookin' for
The gangsta, the killa, and the all in one
Now past me my gun
Niggaz feelin' invinsible
Til' dealin' wit tha muthafuckin' principle
nigga
I ain't scared 2 pac got kilt
I'm on
Feelin' the muthafuckin'
Thug