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
Throw blows, bow down
Mo' Thug handle this like
I'm too
catch me slippin' muthafucka set up
II Tru to my day
with AJay
Mo' Thug nigga what
You got your suit
You got your
But if you pop one
My trues comin' 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 with Bone hit the
On the worst of the
Strapped the .38 and TEC
Hey man how we them TEC's
Ain't gotta 'em
But when we find the muthafuckin'
'em
Head for the ditch
Victims say we got a to snitch
Goin' to the cut so we can the bitch
How you the nigga
Red on on this blue suit
When he died we showed the nigga he never ride
Or fuck the souljahs
That glide on the Clair
with gauges
Flippin' pages
Fuck the
Shoulda known not to fuck with the thugs all
Hell we chill but we ill to defence of livin'
Still can't help the way we
In the land so
Eveybody's singin' the devil's song the road

Nikke]
I'm takin' the lives of all them seargents, we pin this
How far are you to go
When you test us we test 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' your soul to in hell
And dwell and tell the who put you there
family was soon to follow
As I my intro on your people
God bless the though
It was business never
Better to the Lord for your soul
Run through the tunnel of the light
Can you see me see me

Bone]
Boy you believe it
Your people fin to it
When the coffin top drop the box lock
Toss 'em in the back of the
And I I could watch the cop's crooked body rott
And thugs will all in
the world
Collect the minds of all the little girls and
And to a another dimension
Where is just us fuck the system
Is ya me now
I ain't got time
To be fuckin' the street weak leakin' mind
You know it's to be thuggin' on '99
I parlay break bustas and that's on the grind
Niggas tryin' to creep up on ah up
But I nigga come my way you sprayed
You knew we was
We really do blunts
We do all our own
Fuck cops a 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 we got the real shit for ya
respect 'em ready to blow 'em out ya town now
Come on y'all we a pow pow
That gauge that gauge we spray they lay lay
What a day
Get up buck and 'em on up
When they pull you to side and they tryin' to put the on
That's the time to get it pump
Then you up in the glove
Hold your breath get ya buss on
Let 'em feel the
Or the sound
Of the gauge eruption
Destruction we've
Now the peelin' is through and we got pay

[Krayzie
We no
We no
We bang