Luyện nghe bài hát No Pretender

[Krayzie
We no
We no
We bang

No surrender, no
II Tru my crew come
Family us
You don't wanna see this Mo' clique
To swift to be
hated by them foes
Throw blows, bow down
Mo' Thug handle this like
I'm too
Never catch me slippin' set up
II Tru to my day
Rollin' AJay
Mo' love nigga what
You got your suit
You got nine
But if you pop one
My comin' back uptight and I'm a end mine
I'm but
One of the best
in your ear
Fillin' the air with but potent ass bud smells

We strapped Bone hit the deck
On the of the wreck
Strapped the .38 and TEC
Hey man how we love them
Ain't gotta 'em
But we find the muthafuckin' snitch
'em
Head straight for the
say we got a snake to snitch
Goin' to the cut so we can break the
How you want the
Red on on this blue suit
When he died we the nigga he could never ride
Or fuck the souljahs
glide on the Clair side
Runnin' with
Flippin' your
the cages
Shoulda known not to with the thugs all militant
Hell we chill but we ill to defence of livin'
Still help the way we roll
In the so cold
Eveybody's singin' the song along the road

[Boogy
I'm takin' the lives of all them seargents, lieutenants we pin
How far are you to go
When you us we test nuts boy
part the sea and pin the scriptures we read 'em
Gotta get 'em where it
Gotta get kids first
Now my subject be the in me
I'm wantin' soul to burn in hell
And dwell and tell the who put you there
Your family was soon to
As I complete my intro on people
God bless the though
It was business personal
Better pray to the Lord for your
Run away the tunnel of the light
Can you see me see me

[Krayzie
Boy you better it
Your people fin to it
When the coffin top drop the box lock
'em in the back of the hearse
And I wish I could watch the crooked body rott
And thugs all in time
the world
Collect the minds of all the little girls and
And pearls to a dimension
Where really is just us fuck the
Is ya me now
I ain't got time
To be fuckin' the street weak leakin' mind
You know it's cool to be on '99
I parlay bustas and niggas that's on the grind
Niggas tryin' to creep up on ah up
But I betcha nigga my way you sprayed
You we was real
We really do blunts
We do all our own
cops a whole bunch
So they die
So we fin to 'em
Hit the copper 'em up with the M-11
Now the pain
We the T-H-U-G be souljah
Niggas is sure we got the real for ya
respect 'em ready to blow 'em out ya town now
Come on we take a pow pow
That gauge that gauge we spray they lay lay
What a day
Get up and fuck 'em on up
When they you to side and they tryin' to put the cuffs on
the perfect time to get it pump
Then you up in the glove
Hold your breath then get ya on
Let 'em feel the
Or the sound
Of the twelve eruption
we've made
Now the peelin' is and we got your pay

Bone]
We no
We no
We bang