Luyện nghe bài hát Sureño Thugs

*** Chorus 1 and 2 said time ***

(CHORUS 1 OFI)
Steady steppin like full thug
Grey and

(CHORUS and Silencer)
Thugs

(Silencer)
Thugged out heads
We the baddest
And we ahead
nobody never ever gonna take my name
Cause if you do you die, thats the way
Enemies will never last put your away
Im the baddest muthafucka from the way
I get a dizzy when I smoke a J
Fuck a bitch and a hoe like day
The magical thug, Califa
is smokin the bud
I put the to the eye
Just to there is no love
And to any muthafucka to take me out
Makin everyday day
Thats what Im all
Silencer on a
Ammunition no
Drop a verse to the song with the rhymes
Muthafuckas talking shit like time
Pull up to the on the gangsta rhymes
Time for me to go do a homicide
Enemies are get paralyzed
Everyone is gonna be
Silencer is the one terrorized
When you see come around you better step a

Fuckin every day at the studio
I carry my
Somebodys cadaver
I got the to travel
ready to battle
Silencer at you
is gonna snatch you and
pass the let me take another hit
Cause here I to blast you

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

(Mr. Sancho)
Poppin that
Trip this puto
it headin out through the do'
Pop Pop to the go ahead
Watch all of them putos drop to the
We headed to the club lookin for love
Cause we the bud above the law
Mothafucka never trip when I rack up the
Cause Im spittin my lyrics and raw
Livin in the of a sin
never grin
When Im with the Mack 10
Pop Pop til your body
homies will never 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 dead cause I took one in the
the infrared to my forhead now we flead
Body now lifeless felt like this
Flash backs of my
Showin how I acted

(CHORUS 1 AND 2)