Luyện nghe bài hát Riot

Yeah, yeah. Unh huh, unh huh, all my trues trues. Mo Thug family
bringin' it to ya again. Callin' all my thugstas, thugstas, thugstas,
thugstas and hustlas, hustlas, hustlas. all my thugstas, thugstas,
thugstas, and hustlas.

We the tightest, trues united, family never divided, we the survivors,
Mo Thug riders comin set it off, start the riot.

My nigga, the Dog breakin' it off so raw, let me set it off once again.
I'm for battle, then if it's on with the war, then let the games begin.
My friend, you feelin' the Mo Thugs steady bring. When we hit the scene,
we gonna hit everything. Listen to the fat sing. It'll be over, so tell
'em why. You get out of my way, clear my path, my nigga. Put 'em in a
bullet bath, wig-splitters. If niggas run up I blast my trigger. and
willing, so lets ride. I'm buckin' and killin' police, leave 'em in the
with their all bloody, fuck 'em all, ain't no peace. Strapped with heat
on thugs, I roll with the nines, it's time to get with ya. Bet I won't ya,
bullet hit ya. Better hope you survive, when I get ya.

We the tightest, trues united, family never divided, we the survivors,
Mo Thug comin Lets set it off, start the riot.

We on the mash, collectin' cash. At last, my niggas, we finally it up out
of the ghetto. But I want cheddar, and I never knew none could fade it.
with gauges, and a whole lot of ammunition in my trunk. If there's any
left when I get done, I'll reach in my and won fake to dump. I flippin
my people down your block, mentality straight from the Glock Glock. Let
off my heat, pop shot 'til the cop drop, daily, my shit stop. Who aim to
try and tame me? I'm gonna mangle 'em, then bang they brain, and fools
who don know the name. I crept and I came with game. I'm y'all, fuck
the fame. I'm out to get paid, what I envision. Givin' you hit, you fin
to listen, nigga, my still on the mission, yeah.

We the tightest, humbly united, family never divided, we the survivors,
Mo riders comin Lets set it off, start the riot.

Let's carry out after will. My deals are handled, fulfilled with a mighty
power. Up forces of evil, and we have been waitin' at last for the
final hour. How I to the Lord, heavenly Father, will they have mercy? I'd
rather disperse you the line of fire, we gonlay a buck where they hurt
you. Hit 'em with a curse and you got glocks, steady servin' murda mo.
Givin' up shots to the Double Glock all day long. Niggas steady drop Pz
Cleveland, fuck, these. The original St. Clair thugstas, and we put
Cleveland on that map, steady got back for nothin Now, bustas, yeah,
come into my world, see, we can have peace, and we can have harmony.
Cause any to me, we can afford, 'cause I got a army, nigga.