Luyện nghe bài hát Superthug

I'm, I'm actually on the bus now
He we have some kind of special assignment or something
He's supposed to be callin' me, any minute now, any minute
Hold on, on, lemme get the phone
Jackson here
Ya, you found Manuel Noreaga?
In the
He has a
Ok, we on it, on it, now, right

Ayo, we a candle
Run laps around the channel
Neptunes, I got a
We on the run now, yo, it no fun now
And where I go, you can't even come now
You the law, nigga break it, I don't care
And when ya get caught, remember I don't care
N.O.R.E., you off the atmosphere
Yo for now we on the run, yo if that ain't
Weak niggas wanna stick, you but that ain't
You we down in vegas, money, skies too
And yo, I'm on the run, but rip stages
And me animal thug, when I'm in cages
I used to phrases, rolled dice with no aces
Now I'm included in the oasis
Gotta take faces, no for car races
my sky, tell I got five pages

Yo hit Lousiana, Atlanta, Indiana
a city slicker got country grammar
Ayo we goin places, where my scan ain't tough
So when I say I Nore, yo it ain't that rough
I leave the jake in my fake, askin all stuff
I keep my mouth shut and don't say what, what
But yo its hard to, Netherlands got the to
Yo from New Orleans, L.A., V.A. to
The I-95, now we hit the
But now its different, we gotta sober
Yo, communicate, startech,
Keep it on the hush hush, talk to much
Thugged out entertainment, you we touch
All our got navigation
While you whips is garbation
Is you what you facin?

This is the life yo, of a
Fly ass mansions, and a cars
get the cash yo
And its or die
The Neptunes and
The is the sky hit em'

Yo, lemme, do it again, do it to win
Last was a eight, this one is a ten
And when Capone come home, we triple the cent
Yo I love my family, my folks of kin
Rockin air and better, like a
Shottin' at my pops, cause yo to him
He told me every thug is a gentlemen
So I took heed, take my time won't speed
Yo a got kids, so my family need
A little than they used to get
Real, not the
Takin no fours, makin y'all just it
Doin' it up, tell me wanna do wit' it
Capone's plan, passport to foreign
Overseas in Japan, politickin Chan
Yo,
The way lace a beat like one of the best, what?

Yo, N.O.R.E., Nore, sep' fo' now we on the run