Luyện nghe bài hát No Pretender

[Krayzie
We no
We no
We bang

No surrender, no
II Tru my crew come
behind us
You don't wanna see Mo' Thug clique
To to be faded
Just hated by foes
blows, bow down hoes
Mo' Thug handle like pros
I'm too
Never catch me slippin' set up
II Tru to my day
Rollin' AJay
Mo' Thug love 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 nothin' but ass bud smells

We strapped Bone hit the deck
On the of the wreck
with the .38 and TEC
Hey man how we love them
gotta dump 'em
But when we the muthafuckin' snitch
'em
Head for the ditch
say we got a snake to snitch
Goin' to the cut so we can break the
How you want the
Red on on this suit fried
he died we showed the nigga he could never ride
Or with the souljahs
That on the Clair side
with gauges
Flippin' your
Fuck the
known not to fuck with the thugs all militant
Hell we chill but we ill to defence of livin'
Still can't help the way we
In the so cold
Eveybody's singin' the devil's song the road

Nikke]
I'm takin' the lives of all seargents, lieutenants we pin this
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 it hurt
Gotta get their kids
Now my be the envy in me
I'm wantin' your soul to burn in
And and tell the past who put you there
family was soon to follow
As I complete my on your people
God bless the children
It was business personal
Better pray to the Lord for soul
Run away the tunnel of the light
Can you see me see me

[Krayzie
Boy you better it
people fin to feel it
When the coffin top drop the box shut
'em in the back of the hearse
And I wish I watch the cop's crooked body rott
And will all in time
the world
Collect the minds of all the little girls and
And pearls to a another
Where is just us fuck the system
Is ya me now
I ain't got time
To be fuckin' with the street weak mind
You it's cool to be thuggin' on '99
I parlay break bustas and niggas on the grind
Niggas tryin' to creep up on ah up
But I betcha nigga my way you sprayed
You we was real
We do smoke blunts
We do all our own
Fuck a whole bunch
So they die
So we fin to 'em
Hit the copper chop 'em up with the
Now feel the
We the T-H-U-G be fuckin'
is sure we got the real shit for ya
Never respect 'em ready to 'em out ya town now
Come on y'all we a pow pow
That gauge gauge we spray they lay they lay
a wonderful day
Get up buck and 'em on up
When pull you to side and they tryin' to put the cuffs on
That's the perfect to get it pump
you reach up in the glove
Hold breath then get ya buss on
Let 'em feel the
Or the sound
Of the twelve gauge
Destruction made
Now the peelin' is and we got your pay

[Krayzie
We no
We no
We bang