Luyện nghe bài hát Homies & Thugs

1:
(scarface)
Ghetto niggaz remain violent all the killers remain
Niggaz strapped with 45's and ain't
And I'm driving to a place they're all
The lake we build houses but it's the we call home
In the the only place a motherfucker will keep it real
We on the dollar bill, still
The outsiders to disrespect the place
Where do thier struggling die with a straight face
Surviving, conditions demons dinin'
You can run it but can't hide it so aside
Its the nigga that makin' music for the
Cause I love this motherfucker pussy with no sheets,
it's deep
Some niggaz it out the neighborhood and won't circle
And let the make them nervous, what's the purpose?
A motherfucker on fat
Who done up in the hood but he can't come back
Fuck that, I remain in the game frame
On a to maintian me and take aim
In position to let my opposition my life
Cause off in these streets I it real but what's right?
Surviving, sitting on a key doing on a beeper
I'm sinking in this motherfucker
Fear the reaper that no man born or woman 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, stop looking at motherfucker strange
And 'bout a motherfucking change
This is for my thug

(chorus x6)

is for my homies and my thug niggaz (uuuuugh)

2
(master p)
'face, imagine us working at
And me and you selling fucking in the bahamas
Gold slug, a car full of niggaz
Twenty inch wheels candy so we drug dealers
No soldiers to the fullest
See I was raised on some red beans the of some bullets, huh
Real ghetto niggaz be stopped
Got me up dope with little j down at rap-a-lot
My phone tapped the on my tail
Got me paying luxury taxes on I build
True to the that's my life
You see that house on the it's for the kids and the wife
You can test me if you
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 niggaz in tennis shoes and
Executive 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
Make niggas want some
I come
Da don
Niggaz steady claiming
Tatted on my wrist 86
tha fuck?
I'm sitting in my cell stuck
Listening to shit my radio did
Shit, gotta change the
Write a letta to the warden mothafuck all this time
Chasin' wit my occupation
Clean the nation
Lookin' for
The gangsta, the killa, and the all in one
Now past me my gun
Niggaz feelin' invinsible
Til' they dealin' wit tha principle
nigga
I scared cause 2 pac got kilt
I'm on
Feelin' the guilt
Thug