Luyện nghe bài hát No Pretender

[Krayzie
We no
We no
We bang

No surrender, no
II Tru my come thick
Family us
You don't wanna see this Mo' clique
To swift to be
Just hated by them
blows, bow down hoes
Mo' handle this like pros
I'm too
catch me slippin' muthafucka set up
II Tru to my day
Rollin' with
Mo' Thug love nigga
You got blue 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 of the wreck
Strapped the .38 and TEC
Hey man how we them TEC's
Ain't gotta 'em
But when we find the snitch
'em
Head straight for the
Victims say we got a to snitch
Goin' to the cut so we can the bitch
How you the nigga
Red on on blue suit fried
When he we showed the nigga he could never ride
Or fuck with the
That glide on the side
Runnin' with
your pages
Fuck the
Shoulda known not to fuck the thugs all militant
Hell yeah we 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 of all them seargents, lieutenants we pin this
How far are you to go
When you us we test nuts boy
Better part the sea and pin the scriptures we 'em
Gotta get 'em where it
get their kids first
Now my be the envy 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 the children though
It was business personal
Better pray to the Lord for soul
Run away the tunnel of the light
Can you see me see me

Bone]
Boy you believe it
Your fin to feel it
When the top drop the box lock shut
'em in the back of the hearse
And I wish I could watch the cop's crooked body
And thugs all in time
the world
Collect the minds of all the girls and boys
And to a another 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 it's cool to be thuggin' on '99
I break bustas and niggas that's on the grind
tryin' to creep up on ah come up
But I nigga come my way you sprayed
You knew we was
We really do smoke
We do all our own
Fuck 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 fuckin'
Niggas is we got the real shit for ya
Never respect 'em ready to blow 'em out ya now
Come on we take a pow pow
That gauge that gauge we they lay they lay
a wonderful 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 then get ya buss on
Let 'em the round
Or the sound
Of the twelve gauge
Destruction made
Now the is through and we got your pay

[Krayzie
We no
We no
We bang