Luyện nghe bài hát Illegal Amigos

1]
No nutt's no glory, the whole story
I'll be on stage, when you kill that for me
Drink some more forty, my Lil' Shorty
Pick out ride, Luxturious or Sporty
is no object for this killa project
You always have my back, my number one
Caballo a low-low that bounce like a hot
Watch the time fly on this dimond novato
Me, I'm rollin in tha two corvette
My third wife, ain't born yet
I'm Dope Records, band outta Texas
Real niggaz eatin MC's for
Relentless, they hand me tha steal
Get family killed, like amid-divil
I pimp two Mary Jane and Snow White...
The ink in my pen shoot poison from a blow

(Chorus 1)
(Who can with Illegal Amigos)
Illegal Amigos, from LB's tha
(Who can hang with Amigos)
Amigos, stackin 'em c-noes

2]
C-Frawn, I'm a face, is it tha place?
Dollar
To get my pocket, nothin but big
See me rollin in these
With mothafuckin killas
Get on my lap, make a on Hillah
Givin shouts out, en dath, yo SPM me tha gap
So i can show there where my heart is at
Cath me in tha back of Benzino
on my C-Noes
Blowin all this smoke, Straight out tha window
Migga JP, tha fuck we gone go
I thought you knew we blowin two sticks of
No turnin bro, continue on my hustle though
I ain't comin up
Must maintain, that right Hoe Ohh!!!
Chillin with them masters
You see my at the
off that green dragons stick it
With that V and it
Puta! you even see me
Talkin bout, ain't Chuy from tha T.V...

2:
(Who can hang with Amigos)
Illegal puttin down our peoples
(Who can hang with Amigos)
amigos stayin incognito...

amigos, yeah!
They be my people, we connected dots
3]
Extensions C-Notes kilos
As my nio, he know
How to 100 thousand dollas
A week, startin' Zero
Now we got connections from to L.A. (L.A.)
House of then Key's to Key's
The holly West, we even got Bay (Matigo Bay)
We big ballin', that's I'm tellin' my people
And I still my eyes on my K-Sam...
Afilliated, La Colecta, Amigos
Blunt Master's, C's, South Park
Brown Pround, Dino, and my boy
Chuy Loco, Falcon, and Lack
Outlaw, Hudlam, Capon, and the
Big Ballin...!
amigos, tha mexican connection
Everything from to pounds to automatic Weapons

(Chorus 1)

I done my coke up and my dope is low punk
4]
As the sun goes down we begin to up
Don't fight the fillin, aventually you in
SPM, tha world that you live in
raise for combat, hollin where tha bomb at
I go all out, walk the wrong route
Fuck hoes and all that, is a draw back
Gone South, Knew I'm torn bout
Ya'll down my padential, my
I twist ya up like pretzels
Man quien Carlos Coy
80 G's a stayin self-employed
'em softly, raisin 'em off me
They me if I'm the best
I 'em probably
I Imma show your bitch ass what hell is...
You fellas, just jealous on my dick relish

(Chorus 2