Luyện nghe bài hát Nation Of Thugs

[Chorus: Bone]
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 control we cant be handled,
We the police in the stand off,
44 magnums bustin at at'em,
in the of the chaos,
soon ill be bustin my at the mayor,
if you get caught up with nothin to ya,
gauges spray and ya down nowhere,
and put in the and I murder a nigga,
put in the, shoot it!
if it aint black owned then we it,
Burn bitch down, lets do it!
We marchin we aint talkin,
we keepin our eye on the
So as soon as the get started,
we gon pop pop pop-pop body,
(Doin' that violent..) Them popo want beef,
they want this war out on the streets me and my T.H.U.G.'s,
Bitch you freeze, you arrest,
and you got the to die,
and guess who's the switch?
And I wait to see you fry.

[Verse 2: Bone]
I never did have no for the system,
Man them law aint to protect me,
Im just a nigga to live the American dream,
and you arrest me and for what?
I'm shinin blingin; mad because I'm rhymin, singin,
I got too much money, I got too guns.
pitiful life aint got no meaning,
and I you schemin, L-Burna done got legit now,
you sit on the ground, you get on the ground,
you aint talkin shit now!
spit rounds? We can go,
that cop'll bring the and helicopters,
Strapped, Techs and 9's, for what's in the sky I got a grenade launcher.
Aint to do today, so what imma do?
Imma on the cops, shoot the street light out on the block,
dial sit back and watch.
I can hear them sirens comin, imma teach fools not to fuck with me,
and, was a catastrophe,
Do this once a week my brother's free!

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

[Verse 4: Bone]
See young thug, tell me nothin,
ya fuck up I shed blood, gotta leave this with somethin,
a nigga for more than I can handle,
the trust was asked so for a mack, got caught up in a scandal,
ain't right, and we ain't either.
Errybody somethin equal,
up my people:
we gotta get down, get down, for 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 ten, don't fuck that, cause they gon' love it,
quit fuckin my people, wonder why, we react.
We and need to be left alone, and that's a fact.

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