Luyện nghe bài hát Nation Of Thugs

[Chorus: Krayzie
Got no for the law,
but I blood for my dawgs.
Got no for the law,
but I blood for my dawgs.

[Verse 1: Krayzie
I trying to gather my niggas for battle,
we outta control we be handled,
We shake the in the stand off,
44 bustin at random at'em,
in the of the chaos,
ill be bustin my shit at the mayor,
if you get caught up nothin to save ya,
gauges and break ya down nowhere,
and put in the and I murder a nigga,
put in the, shoot it!
if it aint black then we loot it,
Burn this down, lets do it!
We marchin we aint talkin,
we our eye on the target
So as soon as the get started,
we gon pop pop pop-pop body,
(Doin' that violent..) Them popo want beef,
want this war out on the streets with me and my T.H.U.G.'s,
Bitch you freeze, you arrest,
and you got the to die,
and guess who's pullin the
And I wait to see you fry.

[Verse 2: Bone]
I never did no love for the system,
Man them law aint to protect me,
Im just a nigga tryin to the American dream,
and you wanna me and for what?
because I'm shinin blingin; mad I'm rhymin, singin,
I got too money, I got too many guns.
Your pitiful life got no meaning,
and I know you schemin, done got legit now,
you sit on the ground, you get on the ground,
you aint that shit now!
Wanna spit We can go,
that cop'll the regime and helicopters,
Strapped, with Techs and 9's, for what's in the sky I got a launcher.
Aint nuthin to do today, so what do?
bust on the cops, shoot the street light out on the block,
dial sit back and watch.
I can hear them sirens comin, imma these fools not to fuck with me,
and, was a catastrophe,
Do this once a week until my free!

[Verse 3: Bone]
United we stand, we fall,
for the same bullshit like on Whitehouse lawns.
On that good shit, niggas Compton to Africa,
on that thug shit, Denny, no comment.
I lost my with the tat that Carlos, Davis, Lord.
I love shit, as the police extend this given,
Im above, this, deceptions, I know intentions, with S'mores made by Smith & Weston.
me weapon, embrace in the Lord,
feel the spiritual resurrection my pores,
in the storm with the of war.
No, college, scholarships, just, burst the clips,
on the block, plottin on king pin licks.
Flip burgers I just see it,
imma face green with Bone Thugs in one night, no secrets.
Fuck the Feds, it ain't no at all for 'em,
and pull me over with police lickin my scrotum.

[Verse 4: Bone]
See young thug, could me nothin,
ya fuck up I shed blood, gotta leave this with somethin,
a realer nigga for than I can handle,
the was asked so that's for a mack, got caught up in a scandal,
police right, and we ain't either.
Errybody want equal,
up my people:
we get down, get down, for right now,
fuck your people!
And is how we all, all our dream to get big.
Haters think he's one of a kind, hes better errybody, destroyin dreams.
But don't you listen, we can above it, above it,
Nine times outa ten, don't that, cause they gon' love it,
quit with my people, wonder why, we react.
We strong and need to be alone, and that's a fact.

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