Luyện nghe bài hát Mangled

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

before we even get
the war cause its the art of it,

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

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

ya head ya neck no mo,
hit tha flo,
nigga realize until they been showed,
they been told,

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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