Luyện nghe bài hát Sureno Thugs

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

[Chours 1:
Steady steppin like full thug
and blue

[Chorus 2: Sancho and
Califa

Thugged out bald
We the mothafuckas
And we ahead
Ain't never ever gonna take my name
if you do then you die, that's the way
Enemies will last put your glocks away
I'm the baddest from around the way
I get a dizzy when I smoke a J
Fuck a bitch and a hoe every day
The magical thug, Califa
Silencer is the bud
I put the to the eye
Just to show there is no
And to any mothafucka to take me out
Makin money day
That's what I'm all
on a mission
Amunition no
Drop a verse to the song with a rhyme
Mothafucka talk shit like time
to the side on the gangsta rhymes
Time for me to go do a little
are gonna get paralyzed
Everyone is gonna be
is the one that terrorized
When you see come you better step a side

Fuckin every day I'm at the studio
I my dagger
Somebody's a cadver
I got the to travel
Nobody's ready to
comin at you
Silencer's snatch you
And the marijuana let me take another hit
Cause here I come to

Flippin like a mothafucka down
Blazin like a smokin a pound
If mothafuckas could see me now
up in the cut with thugs bumpin loud [Califa Thugs]
I see other mean mugg
That kinda shit don't me none
OG from the hood of
Bay cliq for the playas and thugs [Califa Thugs]
You to rumble with us
Life nothin but a jungle to us
Survival in the streets is a to us
the bud
That's on the don't be fuckin with us [Califa Thugs]
of mothafucka say my beats are too slow
Smoke too much indo, like a negro
Imma Spit the the best west
See fit eat all don't know shit
Watchin me as I make a
Best cause I'm off the heat
with crips like these
Nobody's comin with this much
Southside for those who know
South Bay Avenue for sure
SD 1-3's for my G's on the
Sureno Thug on the beat
Like don't you kinda sound good
Makes you bounce homie that would
Don't hate go speak on it
Bumpin cut that's me on it

[Mr.
Poppin that
with this puto
We headin out the door
Pop Pop to the
Watch all of putos drop to the floor
We headin to the lookin for some bloods
we smokin the bud above the law
Mothafucka never trip when I rack up the
I'm spittin my lyrics rough and raw
Livin in the of a sin
Mothafucka grin
When I'm with the mack 10
Praw Praw til body drop
on both sides bustin 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 one in the head
With the to my forhead now we flead
Bodies now never felt like this
Flash backs of my
Showin how I acted

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