Luyện nghe bài hát Homies & Thugs

1:
(scarface)
Ghetto niggaz remain violent all the killers silent
Niggaz with 45's and ain't smiling
And I'm to a place they're all rome'
The lake we build houses but it's the 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
niggaz do thier struggling die with a straight face
Surviving, conditions demons dinin'
You can run it but can't it so step aside
Its the that makin' music for the streets
Cause I love this like pussy with no sheets,
Cause it's
Some niggaz make it out the neighborhood and won't
And let the money make them nervous, the purpose?
A sitting on fat
Who done up in the hood but he can't come back
Fuck that, I remain in the street frame
On a mission to maintian me and aim
In to let my opposition know my life
Cause off in these streets I keep it but what's right?
Surviving, on a key doing business on a beeper
I'm sinking in this deeper
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 when I say I love this 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 homies and my thug (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 can't be
Got me mixing up dope little j down at rap-a-lot
My phone tapped the on my tail
Got me luxury taxes on everything I build
True to the that's my life
You see that house on the lake for the kids and the wife
You can me if you wanna
Cause I be dumping off from new orleans to california
like a hurricane (uuuuuugh)
Independant, black owned got them hooked on this
You used to see c.e.o.'s in a and tie
But we young niggaz in tennis shoes and
Executive millionaires
Niggas gonna be bout it bout till we gray in the wheel

x6

3:
(doracell)
It's alive, and be tha muhfuckin' one
Make niggas want some
Here I
Da don
steady claiming this
Tatted on my since 86
What tha
I'm sitting in my cell stuck
Listening to this shit my did
Shit, gotta the situation
Write a letta to the warden mothafuck all time wasting
niggas 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 wit tha muthafuckin' principle
nigga
I ain't scared cause 2 pac got
I'm on
Feelin' the muthafuckin'
nigga