Luyện nghe bài hát Homies & Thugs

1:
(scarface)
Ghetto niggaz violent all the killers remain silent
Niggaz strapped 45's and ain't smiling
And I'm driving to a they're all rome'
The lake we build but it's the hood we call home
In the ghetto the only place a motherfucker will keep it
We on the dollar bill, still
The outsiders tend to the place
Where niggaz do struggling die with a straight face
Surviving, under conditions demons
You can run it but can't it so step aside
Its the nigga that makin' music for the
Cause I love this like pussy with no sheets,
it's deep
Some niggaz make it out the neighborhood and won't
And let the money make them nervous, what's the
A sitting on fat
Who done came up in the hood but he come back
Fuck that, I remain in the street game
On a to maintian me and take aim
In position to let my know my life
Cause off in these I keep it real but what's right?
Surviving, sitting on a key doing business on a
I'm sinking in this motherfucker
Fear the reaper that no man or woman harm me
being a nigga in your army; though I'm a killer
Enter the ghetto so you can see
What I mean I say I love this cause it love me
Let it be, looking at this motherfucker strange
And talking 'bout a change
This is for my niggaz

(chorus x6)

This is for my and my thug niggaz (uuuuugh)

2
(master p)
'face, imagine us at mcdonald's
And me and you selling fucking in the bahamas
slug, a car full of thug niggaz
Twenty inch wheels candy paint so we dealers
No soldiers to the fullest
See I was raised on red beans the size of some bullets, huh
ghetto niggaz can't be stopped
Got me mixing up with little j down at rap-a-lot
My phone tapped the feds on my
Got me paying taxes on everything I build
True to the that's my life
You see that on the lake it's for the kids and the wife
You can me if you wanna
I be dumping niggaz off from new orleans to california
Rowdy like a (uuuuuugh)
Independant, black owned got them on this cocaine
You used to see c.e.o.'s in a and tie
But we young niggaz in tennis shoes and
street millionaires
Niggas gonna be bout it bout we gray in the wheel chair

x6

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