Luyện nghe bài hát Mangled

You muthafuckas 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 cause thats straight;
you in the presence of face,
the average mutha fuckin thug,
had to if for fun bad nigga witta gun,
so run run run,
but its that many slugs comin and you'll be done done,

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

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

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

ya head ya connection 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,

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

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

i play tha killer in the picture and you know im gon cause its my script, duh
wrote and produced by me, the t-h-u-g,
when you look in the for the meaning 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 bust it at a fuckin nigga right at him with a or a lyric,
now you caught up in the 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 every angle,
when the bullets fly bodies

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