Luyện nghe bài hát Sureño Thugs

*** 1 and 2 said same time ***

(CHORUS 1 OFI)
Steady steppin full sureno thug
and blue

(CHORUS and Silencer)
Califa

(Silencer)
out bald heads
We the baddest
And we ahead
Aint never ever gonna take my name
if you do then you die, thats the way
Enemies will never put your glocks away
Im the baddest muthafucka from the way
I get a little dizzy I smoke a J
Fuck a and a hoe like every day
The magical thug, Califa
Silencer is the bud
I put the to the eye
Just to there is no love
And to any muthafucka to take me out
money everyday day
Thats what Im all
on a mission
Ammunition no
Drop a to the song with the gangsta rhymes
Muthafuckas talking shit like time
up to the side on the gangsta rhymes
Time for me to go do a little
Enemies are gonna get
is gonna be hypnotized
Silencer is the one terrorized
you see come around you better step a side

Fuckin bitches day at the studio
I carry my
Somebodys cadaver
I got the money to
ready to battle
Silencer at you
is gonna snatch you and
pass the marijuana let me another hit
Cause here I come to you

(OFI)
Flippin like a mothafucka puttin it
Blazin like a mothafucka smokin a
If mothafuckas could see me now
up in the cut with thugs bumpin loud
I see other fools we
That kinda dont make me numb
OG from the South of
Southern Bay click of playas and thugs
You want to rumble us
aint nothin but a jungle to us
Survival on the streets is a to us
the bud
Thats somethin dont be fuckin with us
Alot of mothafucka say my are too slow
Smoke too much indo, sound a negro
Imma Spit the the best west
See fit eat dick dont know shit
me as I make a beat (uhhh)
Best cause Im off the heat
with scripts like these
Nobodys comin with much heat
Southside for those who dont
South Bay Palm fa sho
SD 1-3 for my Gs on the
Sureno bangin Thug flippin on the
Like that dont you kinda good
Makes you wanna burst homie would
hate go ahead speak on it
Bumpin that cut me on it

(Mr. Sancho)
that timmy
Trip with this
trippin it headin out the do'
Pop Pop to the glock go
Watch all of putos drop to the flo'
We to the club lookin for some love
Cause we smokin the bud the law
Mothafucka never trip when I rack up the
Cause Im spittin my rough and raw
in the middle of a sin
Mothafucka never
Im comin with the Mack 10
Pop Pop til body drop
homies will stop bustin on a cup a gin
Nobody never wins when youre rappin
Seein how Ive sin of locked me in the pen
Or imagine Im cause I took one in the head
With the infrared to my now we flead
Body now lifeless never felt like
Flash backs of my
Showin how I acted

(CHORUS 1 AND 2)