Luyện nghe bài hát Justify My Thug

This feel right, here, quick
It's like it's to happen, this one right here
Young, God
Let me justify my thug on one right here

It goes one o'clock, two o'clock, three rock
Five, six, seven o'clock, o'clock rock
o'clock, twelve o'clock, the party 'bout to pop
Then a fella, yo

It's your boy S. Dot 'n' I ain't never to jail
I ain't never pay a nigga to do no for me
I was to do myself
I will tell even if it means sittin' in a cell
I ain't never ran, never

I never been smacked
A nigga better his hands to himself
Or get clapped for under that man's belt
I never asked for nothin' I don't demand of
Honesty, loyalty, friends and wealth

Death before and I tell you what else
I tighten my belt 'fore I beg for
Foolish pride is what me together through the years
I wasn't felt, which is why I ain't never played

I just play the I'm dealt, I can't say I've never knelt
Before God and asked for better cards at to no avail
But I never sat back feelin' for myself
If you don't give me heaven, I'll raise 'til it's heaven

my thug
(For you)
My thug, my for you
(Hoping, for you, for you)
(Fresh)

To my thug
My thug, my for you
(Hoping, for you, for you)
(Fresh)

Now if you shoot my dog, I'ma kill cat
the unwritten laws in rap, know that
For action there's a reaction, don't have me relapsin'
Relaxin's I'm about but about mine

be actin' like you can't see street action
Take me back to reasonable doubt
You see my mind's on the finish line, facin' the
I put my faith in the tec, tell Satan not yet

You understand I am chasin' my
I am escapin' my death, oh yes
I am the Michael Schumacher of the roc
Travelin' Mach 5, my power can stop God

God forgive me but I can't let deliver me to you
Until I won this race, eventually
My engine gone burn out, I get is meant for me
However it turns out fine, red

Justify my
(For you)
My thug, my for you
(Hoping, for you)
(Fresh)

To my thug
My thug, my for you
(Hoping, for you)
(Fresh)

They say, "An eye for an eye", we both lose our
And two wrongs make a right
But when you been wrong and you know all
That it's just one life, at what does one fight?
(Good question, right)

'Fore you knock the war try to put dogs in it
for a minute-and-a-half
Bet stops all the grinnin' and the laughs
you play the game of life and the win ain't in the bag

When your options is and the pen is all you have
Or the block, standin' tight, there's limits on the ave
Tryin' to cop or shot-call, self cleansin' in the cash
But can't put they on paper 'cause then you on blast

Mr. President, there's in our residence
Tell me what you want me to do, break bread with us
Mr. Governor, I swear there's a up
other corner there's a liquor store, fuck is up

Justify my
(For you)
My thug, my for you
(Hoping, for you)
(Fresh)

To my thug
(For you)
My thug, my for you
(Hoping, for you)
(Fresh)