Luyện nghe bài hát Mangled

You wanna see me,
nigga put some on
I'll run up in ya fuckin face,
its too late,
to try to run and try to get
dont try clearing ya vision cause thats
you in the presence of face,
just the average fuckin thug,
had to if for fun bad nigga witta gun,
so run run run,
but its just many slugs comin and you'll be done done,

we even get started
lovin the war its the art of it,

and we'll bomb shit,
you even realize we the niggas with the problem witcha,
mista sawed off, nigga bow down and kiss this, click, wassup!
what you niggas wanna do get the fuck up!
muthafuckas shoulda put my name in they mouth,

but ima get it out when i buck,
and you explode!

ya ya neck connection no mo,
hit tha flo,
nigga never realize they been showed,
they been told,

time after time and they still like they dont know,
so you roll,
get blowed away and stowed away,
in a box up that dirt,

nails in tha just to be safe,
how we play,

down with the every time we do it
im tha nigga with a gold tec and ill use it
so be choosy and be stupid,
dont into it,
when you see the Line by yall betta move it,
now i excuse me,
dont make me bust a u-turn and come back tha uzi,
turn the into a movie,
and you the first nigga dead for the even roll up,

i play tha killer in the picture and you know im gon getcha its my script, duh
wrote and produced by me, the t-h-u-g,
you look in the dictionary for the meaning of thug, muthafuckas should see me

now did ya see me? (did ya see me?)
nigga do ya feel it? (do ya it?)
if im and im singin bout a nigga gon kill 'im, gon kill 'im,
it and let me hit it,

i bust it at a fuckin right at him with a pistol or a lyric,
now you up in the middle of the crossfire, and now ya life's in danger,
get him wrap his neck with barbwire,

hang um dangle,
you can run and hide but we covered angle,
when the bullets fly bodies

get mangled.... mangled... mangled....