Luyện nghe bài hát Thug Brothers

Yeah, Nore, Big Pun, Funk
A lot of ghetto goin' on right here
West, N.O.R.E., N.O.R.E.
Funkmaster, Flex,
Big Punisher,
We on some shit,

Yo, I got no license, two but hey
Yo a GS gray, and a CLK
Never, [unverified] so it can my way
My first, was dope but ain't, get no play

We smoked out, them MLX's
I'm underground but I sold records, for you SoundScan
CNN, yeah, this is our 60th week
Yo Flex, you got the Jeep but now you the peep

Me and you goin platinum, you fuckin' with me
This is the chapter, you told me, volume three
Yo, through, eat niggaz like you
And tell them bitches in the back, that we wanna too

We at the Mariott, meet us at,
N.O.R.E., Flex and the Punisher
We do it for the ghetto, and the families too
'Cause if I had friends, I have a two door Benz

I, be on some deep shit, coppin' cheap shit
long term, not thinkin' on some weak shit
I don't trust, no one now, cause hate me
Everybody to snake me, cornflake me

Lately, I concentrated, on my
I promised myself, I'd never go back to

Yo Thug
Deeper blood, my peoples is bugged
We keep two and slugs, under deep in the

Yo Thug
Big Nore and Pun, warriors from
The and most notorious slums

Yo Brothers
Thug at heart, we bugged from the start
Rugged and smart, fuck it who want it, sparked

Yo Brothers
Jess West, Pun TS
Yo Funk Flex, [unverified]

You brave in the heart, playin' a part smart
Razor sharp, raps, state of the art
Takin' New cats past the start
First it was Nas then watch me turn a apple into Macintosh

Computer chip, locomotion flow,
Tote the toast on low, business never
Just some to know, if you from the streets, come in piece
Or leave in pieces, even was killed by the polices

They crucified him now inject us refuse to fry 'em
The pendulum state of death is my fate, cool I'm
If that's my destiny it's to be, just remember
To bury the motherfuckin' bent me right, next to me

Aight crew? then
(No Pun)
Let's fight then, I'm hype blend, comin' with the
And the lightening, the comp, ice on the arm
Nights on the storm, put knifes in your moms, right up in the

Mic in the palm, the Ghetto God
I tear a heart, out his frame, when I scream, Terror Squad
We larger than life, my initials carved in my
She'd share to starve on my diet, understand I'm like God in her

The of Christ, get a mere mortal
Blessin' beer bottles by the dozen with Nore, it's brothers

Yo Thug
Thug shit at heart, we from the start
Rugged and smart, fuck it who want it, sparked

Yo Thug
Jess West, Pun TS
Yo Flex, Noreaga [unverified]