Luyện nghe bài hát Ride the Thug Line

Thug line, Thug line, come ride the Thug

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,
All day, keep it real, keep it real, 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
Ain't no debate be discreet

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

Yeah an' to be sneaky
Askin' everybody that think I know 'em for my number to me
On my to beep me an' I sense they negative energy
Feelin' like some gangsta, gangsta to me

Don't matter where you go, it's psycho, my flight
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, 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,

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,

Thug line, Thug line, come the Thug line

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

The latest edition to tight shit is spinnin'
Hey, DJ, you workin' that equipment
Proceed to through 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 tellin' baby this an'
She me about herself, she want to model an' act

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

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

All day, keep it real, keep it real, it real
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,
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 locs is down to bust an' makin' a
All up in my pockets, they hatin' on us
First round that we [Incomprehensible] now we a plus

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

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

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

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, 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,

Thug line, Thug line, come ride the line

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

Ask some of these niggaz past, nothin' but snakes in the
Talkin' 'bout we bit, 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, niggaz when niggaz wreck shit

Platinum? That a thing for me, hit the studio make it happen
Nigga, that's because I'm real with this music
We an' wild in 2000, nigga, no remorse
What we be givin'? Heat from the when fuckin' with this shit

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