Luyện nghe bài hát T.h.u.g.s.

Yeah,
Yeah,
though I'm makin money,
Even though I'm money,
(Gotta do, gotta struggle, gotta hustle, gotta do I do...)

1]
And I believe,
that we must the past,
in to capitalize on the future,
in our present times and turmoil,
it is inevitable, (we do)
focus! did what I said?
I focus, on our children.
We concentrate on education,
and provide not only development,
but development,
so we can stand united,
and kick our ass! (Yeaa!)
Can I get a
Now, is of the essence,
so stand tall, out, chin up,
proud to be a part of nation of thugs, (Yeah, yeah)
and remember one thing: that the clock is (Yeah, yeah)

Even though I'm money,
Even though I'm money,
(Gotta do, gotta struggle, hustle, gotta do what I do...)

2]
First off, I wanna know, how many people beleive in the Lord,
if ya don't,
I think you need to start the action,
because what I'm bout to say is just real, too real,
like me and my thugs, Thugs, ya know what I'm sayin?
Ayy, why we get mad?
I when we get mad,
Why we tear Bone
That don't make no sense.
We gotta get it together, ya what I'm sayin?
Woo!
I think I do everything for my babies cause I my children.
I them here,
I them my gene'ip (?) cause they mine.
We bringin you to nation,
An of nothin but thugs! Nothin but thugs! (Yeah, yeah)
We are, we are, the thug, nation! (Yeah, yeah)

Even I'm makin money,
though I'm makin money,
(Gotta do, gotta struggle, gotta hustle, gotta do I do...)

3]
Souljas, all due to the gate. (?)
and foremost,
I would like to read to you out of the of Babylon.
Chapter one: it is in brail.
What you feel tonight, is not just my children,
it is not depression,
it is not confusion, it is seclusion.
From the same ghetto in which we have been institutionalized in become our training camps.
If the minister of defense is to you tonight,
to tell you that the is no longer our brothers and sisters,
it is no our children.
is not the beginning,
it is the of a revolution,
the revolution that our mothers and our have abandoned us.
So I will struggle you,
I will take counsel you,
I will eat you,
and may God be all of us souljas.
I said may God be all of us souljas.
For without we ain't think of this would be possible.
Without further adue, I to you:
Leathaface, my friend, and your chief:

Now where my at?
I said where my God thugs at?
Now what we to organize here today,
is more than a gang of niggas.
We tryin to more than just a posse of niggas.
We to organize a God damn army.
Now we think we gon' keep it real,
but other bitch niggas keep it fake.
We gon' let them motherfuckers know what's on down here in the God damn streets.
Can I get a hell (Hell muthafuckin yea!)
Now I gotta the mission is to make money,
The enemy is the police, mista fed, CIA,
mista see your thug ass in jail.
I think its time we start the pigs,
and let them see how it feels to be up surveillance,
let them see how it feels to have they tapped,
let them see how it feels to have a strange car outside mothafuckin house, (Yeah, yeah)
we got to rock. (Yeah, yeah)

(X2)
Even I'm makin money,
though I'm makin money,
(Gotta do, gotta struggle, hustle, gotta do what I do...)

Even though I'm money...