Luyện nghe bài hát Illegal Amigos

1]
No nutt's no glory, hear the story
be on stage, when you kill that punk for me
Drink some more forty, my Lil' Shorty
Pick out ride, Luxturious or Sporty
Money is no object for killa project
You always my back, my number one soldado
Caballo a that bounce like a hot check
Watch the 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 outta
Real niggaz eatin for breakfast
Relentless, when hand me tha steal
Get your family killed, amid-divil
I two bitches Mary Jane and Snow White...
The ink in my pen shoot poison a blow pipe

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

2]
C-Frawn, I'm a face, is it tha place?
billers
To get my pocket, but big face
See me in these streets
these mothafuckin killas
Get on my lap, make a on Hillah
Givin out, en dath, yo SPM pass me tha gap
So i can show there mothafuckers my heart is at
Cath me in tha back of that
Puntin on my
Blowin all this smoke, flowin out tha window
Migga JP, tha fuck we gone go
I thought you knew we blowin two sticks of
No back bro, continue on my hustle though
I ain't up show
Must maintain, ain't that Hoe Ohh!!!
Chillin with them blunt
You see my at the
Pushin off that dragons stick it
With that V and 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 our peoples
(Who can hang Illegal Amigos)
Illegal amigos incognito...

amigos, yeah!
They be my people, we connected like
3]
Extensions C-Notes kilos
As my nio, he know
How to make 100 dollas
A week, startin' from
Now we got connections Chicago to L.A. (L.A.)
House of then Key's to Key's
The West, we even got Matigo Bay (Matigo Bay)
We big ballin', what I'm tellin' my people
And I still keep my on my K-Sam...
Afilliated, La Colecta, Illegal
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 to automatic Weapons

(Chorus 1)

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

(Chorus 2