Luyện nghe bài hát Ride the Thug Line

Thug line, Thug line, come the Thug line

All day, keep it real, keep it real, keep it
An' all night, yeah, yeah,
All day, keep it real, keep it real, it real
An' all night, yeah, yeah,

All day, keep it real, keep it real, it real
An' all night, yeah, yeah,
All day, keep it real, it real, keep it real
An' all night, yeah, yeah,

up in the mornin', glorious to see
Then I hit the streets knowin' that I got
So I got beef, it make sense to pack the heat
no debate be discreet publicly

Yeah, I'm a rider me RKC
Ambassador, diplomat,
Ride with my team, the Thug regime
Evil side regulated, smash, crash, me
stamp this game dig us?

Yeah an' tryin' to be
Askin' everybody that think I know 'em for my to beep me
On my pager to beep me an' I sense they negative
like some gangsta, gangsta shit to me

Don't matter where you go, it's psycho, my flown
To the in Miami, got off the plane like Rhinos
in this humidity, high
My thugs, hit the club, it's crackin' tonight

All day, it real, keep it real, keep it real
An' all night, yeah, yeah,
All day, keep it real, keep it real, it real
An' all night, yeah, yeah,

All day, it real, keep it real, keep it real
An' all night, yeah, yeah,
All day, keep it real, keep it real, keep it
An' all night, yeah, yeah,

Thug line, Thug line, come ride the Thug

All night long, we ain't goin' to
Beat these streets with heats an' break beats
Make my way through the door, four bar, man
My on one, he snuck a 'Oh, we can' in

The latest edition to some tight shit is
Hey, DJ, you workin' with equipment
Proceed to stagger the crowd, blowin' one
Ladies in abundance, nigga, to one

Backless straps, tattoos, holdin' Hennessey
I got my partne,r Bone, there go one for me
I broke from the camp tellin' baby this an' that
She told me about herself, she to model an' act

I'm seein' eyes, but I'm tryin' to lock this
Who could really blame me those ass an' hips?
She say she got some folks, Young Dre, the deal?
Let's cut night short, take them back up the hill

Thug line, Thug line, come ride the line
line, Thug line, come ride the Thug line

All day, it real, keep it real, keep it real
An' all night, yeah, yeah,
All day, it real, keep it real, keep it real
An' all night, yeah, yeah,

All day, it real, keep it real, keep it real
An' all night, yeah, yeah,
All day, it real, keep it real, keep it real
An' all night, yeah, yeah,

I get's a rush, 'bout the fools that we crush
An' my little locs is to bust an' makin' a fuss
All up in my pockets, they hatin' on us
First round that we [Incomprehensible] now we a plus

Live to die, know you know it's a must
Silly tellin' lies, my fo' five make 'em hush
Listen, just hear the bullets come when spittin'
Y'all reppin', just steppin', I'm playin' to win

Got a full of plenty, niggaz splurgin' on drink
Thirty dollars in the tank, a reakin' of dank
Khaki suit full of dirt a nigga puttin' in work
Can't understand a niggaz, patrollin' the turf

get it while the water's hot an' fill up your pot
Hit the block with a rock, with these make 'em
I level with a tickety tock, it stop
An' I'll be if they pull a nigga back on the block

All day, keep it real, keep it real, keep it
An' all night, yeah, yeah,
All day, keep it real, keep it real, keep it
An' all night, yeah, yeah,

All day, keep it real, keep it real, keep it
An' all night, yeah, yeah,
All day, keep it real, it real, keep it real
An' all night, yeah, yeah,

Thug line, Thug line, come ride the line

You might not recognize my flow 'coz me bustin' at first
'Coz I can put styles my verses, motherfuckers ain't heard yet
But I won't MCs, but we do handle beef with these
Competition to me means an

Ask some of these niggaz past, but snakes in the grass
'bout we bit, they mad 'coz they career was a fag
You might have rappin', doin' it
Twistin' but that you're stressin'
Knowin' exactly when you're fresh, know when niggaz wreck shit

That ain't a thing for me, hit the studio make it happen
Nigga, that's because I'm real with thug music
We mash an' in 2000, nigga, no remorse
What we be givin'? Heat the kitchen when fuckin' with this shit

Get with the line, line, the line
Creepin' on, ah, come up, you what?
This around, it's on when we blow up
Fakers, hate ya, later, all die, nigga, they all die
They die, die