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
some more forty, fuck my Lil' Shorty
Pick out your ride, Luxturious or
Money is no object for this project
You have my back, my number one soldado
Caballo a low-low that like a hot check
Watch the time fly on dimond lace novato
Me, I'm rollin in tha two corvette
My third wife, ain't even yet
I'm Dope House Records, band outta
niggaz eatin MC's for breakfast
Relentless, when they hand me tha
Get your family killed, amid-divil
I pimp two Mary Jane and Snow White...
The ink in my pen poison from a blow pipe

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

2]
C-Frawn, I'm a mothafuckin face, is it tha
billers
To get my pocket, nothin but big
See me in these streets
these mothafuckin killas
Get on my lap, make a left on
Givin shouts out, en dath, yo SPM me tha gap
So i can show there mothafuckers where my is at
Cath me in tha back of that
on my C-Noes
Blowin all this smoke, Straight flowin out tha
Migga JP, where tha fuck we go
I thought you knew we blowin two of vindo
No turnin back bro, on my hustle though
I comin up show
Must maintain, ain't 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 couldn't see me
bout, ain't that Chuy from tha T.V...

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

amigos, yeah!
They be my people, we connected dots
3]
Extensions from kilos
As my nio, he know
How to make 100 thousand
A week, startin' Zero
Now we got from Chicago to L.A. (L.A.)
House of pounds then to Key's
The holly West, we got Matigo Bay (Matigo Bay)
We big ballin', that's what I'm my people
And I keep my eyes on my K-Sam...
Afilliated, La Colecta, Illegal
Blunt Master's, C's, South Park
Pround, Dino, and my boy K-Sam
Chuy Loco, Falcon, and Lack
Outlaw, Hudlam, Capon, and the
Big Ballin...!
Illegal amigos, tha connection
Everything from Key's to to automatic 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, you give in
SPM, rock tha that you live in
Street for combat, hollin where tha bomb at
I go all out, walk down the route
Fuck hoes and all that, bitches is a draw
Gone South, Knew what I'm torn
Ya'll my padential, my padentials
I twist ya up like pretzels
Man quien soy? Coy
80 G's a month stayin
'em softly, raisin 'em off me
They askin me if I'm the
I tell 'em
I Imma show your bitch ass what hell is...
You fellas, just on my dick like relish

(Chorus 2