Luyện nghe bài hát Thug Brothers

Yeah, Nore, Big Pun, Funk
A lot of ghetto things 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 out, with them MLX's
I'm underground but I sold records, for you SoundScan
CNN, yeah, is like our 60th week
Yo Flex, you got the but now you gettin' the peep

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

We at the Mariott, us at, 12:02
N.O.R.E., Flex and the crew
We gonna do it for the ghetto, and the too
'Cause if I had friends, I have a two door Benz

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

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

Yo Brothers
Deeper than blood, my is bugged
We two and slugs, under deep in the clubs

Yo Thug
Big and Pun, we're warriors from
The glorious and most notorious

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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