Luyện nghe bài hát Illegal Amigos

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

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

2]
C-Frawn, I'm a mothafuckin face, is it tha
Dollar
To get my pocket, but big face
See me in these streets
With these killas
Get on my lap, make a on Hillah
shouts out, en dath, yo SPM pass me tha gap
So i can show mothafuckers where my heart is at
me in tha back of that Benzino
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
maintain, ain't that right 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 Chuy from tha T.V...

2:
(Who can with Illegal 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 from kilos
As my nigga nio, he
How to make 100 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 what I'm 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 Lack
Outlaw, Hudlam, Capon, and the
Big Ballin...!
Illegal amigos, tha connection
Everything from to pounds 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
fight the fillin, aventually you give in
SPM, rock tha that you live in
Street raise for combat, hollin tha bomb at
I go all out, walk down the wrong
Fuck hoes and all that, is a draw back
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 stayin self-employed
'em softly, raisin 'em off me
They askin me if I'm the
I tell 'em
I promise Imma show bitch ass what hell is...
You fellas, just on my dick like relish

(Chorus 2