Luyện nghe bài hát Sureno Thugs

*** Chorus 1 and 2 same time ***

1: OFI]
Steady like full sureno thug
Grey and

[Chorus 2: Sancho and
Califa

Thugged out bald
We the baddest
And we stay
Ain't nobody never gonna take my name
Cause if you do you die, that's the way
will never last put your glocks away
I'm the baddest mothafucka from the way
I get a little dizzy I smoke a J
Fuck a bitch and a hoe like day
The thug, Califa Thug
Silencer is the bud
I put the to the eye
to show there is no love
And to any tryin to take me out
Makin money day
That's I'm all about
Silencer on a
Amunition no
Drop a verse to the song with a rhyme
talk shit like every time
Pull to the side on the rhymes
Time for me to go do a homicide
Enemies are get paralyzed
is gonna be hypnotized
Silencer is the one terrorized
When you see come around you better step a

Fuckin every day I'm at the studio
I my dagger
becomin a cadver
I got the money to
ready to battle
Silencer at you
Silencer's gonna you
And the marijuana let me take another hit
here I come to blast

Flippin like a mothafucka down
Blazin like a mothafucka a pound
If only could see me now
Laced up in the cut thugs bumpin loud [Califa Thugs]
I see other mean mugg
That kinda shit don't make me
OG from the hood of
Southern Bay cliq for the playas and thugs [Califa
You want to rumble us
Life ain't but a jungle to us
Survival in the is a strugle to us
the bud
That's on the real don't be fuckin us [Califa Thugs]
of mothafucka say my beats are too slow
Smoke too indo, sound like a negro
Imma the shit the best west
See fit eat dick all don't know
me as I make a beat
Best cause I'm off the heat
Espescialy with crips like
Nobody's comin this much heat
Southside for those who know
South Bay Palm Avenue for
SD 1-3's for my G's on the
Sureno Thug flippin on the
Like that you kinda sound good
Makes you bounce homie that would
Don't hate go speak on it
that cut that's me on it

[Mr.
Poppin that
Trip with puto
We out through the door
Pop Pop to the
Watch all of them drop to the floor
We headin to the club lookin for some
we smokin the bud above the law
Mothafucka never when I rack up the clip
Cause I'm my lyrics rough and raw
Livin in the of a sin
never grin
When I'm comin the mack 10
Praw til your body drop
Holes on both sides on a cup a gin
Nobody never wins when little rappin
how I've sin could of locked me in the pen
Or imagine I'm dead cause I took one in the
the infered to my forhead now we flead
Bodies now lifeless never like this
backs of my life
Showin how I childish

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