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, so it can lead my way
My first, album was dope but ain't, get no

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

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

We at the Mariott, meet us at,
N.O.R.E., Flex and the Punisher
We gonna do it for the ghetto, and the too
'Cause if I had friends, I wouldn't have a two door

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Computer chip, flow, [unverified]
Tote the on low, business never personal
Just some words to know, if you from the streets, come in
Or leave in pieces, Jesus was killed by the polices

They crucified him now they us refuse to fry 'em
The pendulum state of death is my fate, cool I'm
If that's my it's meant 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 blend, comin' with the thunder
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 a nigga heart, out his frame, when I scream, Terror Squad
We larger life, my initials carved in my wife
She'd to starve on my diet, understand I'm like God in her eyes

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

Yo Thug
Thug shit at heart, we bugged the start
Rugged and smart, fuck it who want it, it's

Yo Brothers
West, Pun from TS
Yo Flex, Noreaga [unverified]