Luyện nghe bài hát Sureno Thugs

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Steady steppin full sureno thug
Grey and

[Chorus 2: and Maniac]
Thugs

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
Enemies will never last put glocks away
I'm the baddest from around the way
I get a dizzy when I smoke a J
Fuck a and a hoe like every day
The thug, Califa Thug
is smokin the bud
I put the to the eye
Just to show there is no
And to any mothafucka to take me out
money everyday day
That's what I'm all
on a mission
Amunition no
Drop a verse to the song a gangsta rhyme
Mothafucka talk shit like time
Pull to the side on the gangsta
Time for me to go do a homicide
Enemies are get paralyzed
Everyone is be hypnotized
is the one that terrorized
When you see come around you step a side

Fuckin bitches day I'm at the studio
I carry my
Somebody's a cadver
I got the money to
ready to battle
Silencer at you
gonna snatch you
And pass the let me take another hit
Cause I come to blast

Flippin like a mothafucka puttin
like a mothafucka smokin a pound
If only could see me now
up in the cut with thugs bumpin loud [Califa Thugs]
I see other fools mugg
That shit don't make me none
OG the hood South of
Southern Bay cliq for the playas and [Califa Thugs]
You want to rumble us
Life nothin but a jungle to us
Survival in the is a strugle to us
the bud
That's on the don't be fuckin with us [Califa Thugs]
Alot of mothafucka say my are too slow
Smoke too much indo, sound like a
Spit the shit the best west
See fit eat dick all don't know
Watchin me as I a beat
Best leave cause I'm off the
with crips like these
Nobody's with this much heat
Southside for those who don't
South Bay Avenue for sure
SD for my G's on the streets
Sureno Thug on the beat
Like that don't you sound good
Makes you wanna bounce homie would
Don't hate go ahead on it
Bumpin cut that's me on it

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

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