Luyện nghe bài hát Illegal Amigos

1]
No nutt's no glory, hear the whole
I'll be on stage, when you that punk for me
Drink some more forty, fuck my Lil'
Pick out your ride, Luxturious or
Money is no for this killa project
You have my back, my number one soldado
Caballo a low-low that bounce like a hot
the time fly on this dimond lace novato
Me, I'm in tha two tone corvette
My third wife, even born yet
I'm Dope Records, band outta Texas
Real niggaz eatin MC's for
Relentless, when hand me tha steal
Get your killed, like amid-divil
I two bitches Mary Jane and Snow White...
The ink in my pen shoot poison from a pipe

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

2]
C-Frawn, I'm a face, is it tha place?
Dollar
To get my pocket, nothin but big
See me rollin in streets
With these mothafuckin
Get on my lap, make a on Hillah
Givin 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 out tha window
Migga JP, where tha we gone go
I thought you we blowin two sticks of vindo
No turnin back bro, 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
that V and soak it
Puta! you even see me
bout, ain't that Chuy from tha T.V...

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

amigos, yeah!
They be my people, we connected like
3]
Extensions from kilos
As my nio, he know
How to make 100 dollas
A week, from Zero
Now we got connections from to L.A. (L.A.)
House of then Key's to Key's
The holly West, we got Matigo Bay (Matigo Bay)
We big ballin', what I'm tellin' my people
And I still 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 mexican
Everything from Key's to pounds to automatic

(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, tha world that you live in
Street raise for combat, hollin where tha at
I go all out, walk down the route
hoes and all that, bitches is a draw back
Gone South, Knew what I'm bout
Ya'll down my padential, my
I twist ya niggas up like
Man quien Carlos Coy
80 G's a month self-employed
'em softly, raisin 'em off me
They me if I'm the best
I 'em probably
I promise Imma show your ass what hell is...
You fellas, just jealous on my like relish

(Chorus 2