Luyện nghe bài hát Homies & Thugs

1:
(scarface)
Ghetto niggaz violent all the killers remain silent
Niggaz with 45's and ain't smiling
And I'm driving to a place they're all
The lake we build houses but it's the hood we call
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, conditions demons dinin'
You can run it but can't hide it so step
Its the nigga that makin' for the streets
Cause I love this like pussy with no sheets,
Cause deep
niggaz make it out the neighborhood and won't circle
And let the make them nervous, what's the purpose?
A sitting on fat
Who done came up in the hood but he can't come
Fuck that, I remain in the street game
On a mission to maintian me and aim
In position to let my opposition know my
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 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, looking at this motherfucker strange
And talking 'bout a motherfucking
This is for my thug

(chorus x6)

This is for my homies and my thug (uuuuugh)

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

x6

3:
(doracell)
It's alive, and i'mma be tha one
Make niggas want some
I come
Da don
Niggaz claiming this
Tatted on my since 86
What tha
I'm sitting in my cell block
Listening to shit my radio did
Shit, gotta change the
Write a letta to the warden all this time wasting
Chasin' niggas wit my
Clean across the
for two-facin
The gangsta, the killa, and the all in one
Now past me my gun
Niggaz feelin' they
Til' dealin' wit tha muthafuckin' principle
Doracell
I scared cause 2 pac got kilt
I'm on
the muthafuckin' guilt
Thug