Luyện nghe bài hát Illegal Amigos

1]
No nutt's no glory, hear the whole
be on stage, when you kill that punk for me
Drink some more forty, my Lil' Shorty
Pick out ride, Luxturious or Sporty
is no object for this killa project
You have my back, my number one soldado
Caballo a that bounce like a hot check
the time fly on this dimond lace novato
Me, I'm in tha two tone corvette
My wife, ain't even born yet
I'm Dope House Records, band Texas
Real niggaz eatin for breakfast
Relentless, when they me tha steal
Get your 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 Illegal Amigos)
Illegal Amigos, 'em c-noes

2]
C-Frawn, I'm a face, is it tha place?
billers
To get my pocket, but big face
See me rollin in these
these 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 mothafuckers my heart is at
Cath me in tha back of that
Puntin on my
all this smoke, Straight flowin out tha window
Migga JP, where tha fuck we go
I thought you we blowin two sticks of vindo
No turnin bro, continue on my hustle though
I comin up show
Must maintain, ain't 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 even see me
Talkin bout, ain't that from tha T.V...

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

amigos, yeah!
They be my people, we connected dots
3]
Extensions C-Notes from
As my nigga nio, he
How to make 100 thousand
A week, from Zero
Now we got from Chicago to L.A. (L.A.)
House of pounds then Key's to
The holly West, we got Matigo 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 Mexicans
Pround, Dino, and my boy K-Sam
Chuy Loco, Falcon, and Mischis
Outlaw, Hudlam, Capon, and the
Big Ballin...!
Illegal amigos, tha mexican
Everything from Key's to pounds to Weapons

(Chorus 1)

I done my coke up and my dope is low punk
4]
As the sun goes we begin to post up
Don't the fillin, aventually you give in
SPM, rock tha world that you in
Street raise for combat, where tha bomb at
I go all out, walk down the route
Fuck and all that, bitches is a draw back
Gone South, Knew I'm torn bout
down my padential, my padentials
I twist ya niggas up like
Man soy? Carlos Coy
80 G's a month stayin
'em softly, raisin 'em off me
They me if I'm the best
I tell 'em
I promise Imma your bitch ass what hell is...
You fellas, just jealous on my dick relish

(Chorus 2