Luyện nghe bài hát Illegal Amigos

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

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

2]
C-Frawn, I'm a mothafuckin face, is it tha
billers
To get my pocket, but big face
See me in these streets
these mothafuckin killas
Get on my lap, make a on Hillah
shouts out, en dath, yo SPM pass me tha gap
So i can show there mothafuckers where my is at
me in tha back of that Benzino
Puntin on my
Blowin all this smoke, Straight flowin out tha
Migga JP, where tha fuck we go
I thought you knew we blowin two sticks of
No back bro, continue on my hustle though
I ain't up show
maintain, ain't that right Hoe Ohh!!!
Chillin them blunt masters
You see my at the
off that green dragons stick it
With V and soak it
Puta! you couldn't see me
Talkin bout, ain't that Chuy tha T.V...

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

amigos, yeah!
They be my people, we connected like
3]
Extensions C-Notes from
As my nigga nio, he
How to make 100 dollas
A week, from Zero
Now we got from Chicago to L.A. (L.A.)
House of pounds then Key's to
The West, we even got Matigo Bay (Matigo Bay)
We big ballin', what I'm tellin' my people
And I keep my eyes on my K-Sam...
Afilliated, La Colecta, Amigos
Blunt Master's, C's, South Mexicans
Pround, Dino, and my boy K-Sam
Chuy Loco, Falcon, and Mischis
Outlaw, Hudlam, Capon, and the
Big Ballin...!
amigos, tha mexican connection
Everything from Key's to pounds to Weapons

(Chorus 1)

I done cook my coke up and my is low punk
4]
As the sun goes down we begin to up
Don't fight the fillin, aventually you in
SPM, rock tha world that you in
Street for combat, hollin where tha bomb at
I go all out, walk down the wrong
Fuck and all that, bitches is a draw back
Gone South, Knew what I'm bout
Ya'll my padential, my padentials
I twist ya niggas up like
Man quien Carlos Coy
80 G's a month self-employed
Killin 'em softly, 'em off me
They askin me if I'm the
I tell 'em
I promise show your bitch ass what hell is...
You fellas, just jealous on my dick relish

(Chorus 2