Luyện nghe bài hát Ride the Thug Line

Thug line, Thug line, come the Thug line

All day, keep it real, 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, keep it real, 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,

up in the mornin', glorious to see
Then I hit the streets that I got beef
So since I got beef, it make sense to pack the
Ain't no debate be publicly

Yeah, I'm a call me RKC
Ambassador, diplomat,
Ride with my team, the Thug line
Evil regulated, smash, crash, tell me
Food stamp this dig us?

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

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

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

Thug line, Thug line, come ride the line

All night long, we goin' to sleep
Beat these streets with heats an' break beats
my way through the door, four rounds bar, man
My niggaz on one, he a 'Oh, we can' in

The latest to some tight shit is spinnin'
Hey, DJ, you workin' that equipment
Proceed to stagger the crowd, blowin' one
in abundance, nigga, seven to one

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

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

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

I a rush, thinkin' 'bout the fools that we crush
An' my little is down to bust an' makin' a fuss
All up in my pockets, gangsta hatin' on us
First that we [Incomprehensible] now we addin' a plus

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

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

Gotta get it the water's hot an' fill up your pot
Hit the block with a rock, with these 'em shot
I level a tickety tock, it don't stop
An' I'll be damned if they pull a nigga on the block

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,

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

Thug line, Thug line, come the Thug line

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

Ask some of these past, nothin' but snakes in the grass
Talkin' 'bout we bit, they mad 'coz career was a fag
You might been rappin', doin' it
Twistin' but that bullshit you're
Knowin' exactly when you're fresh, niggaz 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 an' wild in 2000, nigga, no remorse
What we be givin'? Heat from the kitchen when with this shit

Get with the line, Thug line, the
Creepin' on, ah, up, you know what?
This time around, it's on when we up
Fakers, ya, later, y'all all die, nigga, they all die
die, they die