Luyện nghe bài hát Thug Holiday

Thug holiday, go ahead you can cry it's baby
Everything be gravy later, that's right
Ah, is the time when we take time to remember
All the loved ones we lost in the you know
I this to my brother Hollywood, Lil' Toby, Bam
My dog Itchy and Lil Trav, I this to the struggle
Everybody in the county jail, penn, and fed, check it out

If weren't for bad luck, hell, I guess that possible have none
But when I about it, where would I be without my gun
How could I, get away from the if, a nigga could run
And why was I, a daughter when I always prayed for a son
Life is crazy ain't it, sometimes I even think da thang
I been waitin' on to ring, hell, but ain't a thang changed

And I lost my brotha in the struggle, Tata done lose his mother
And I'm thinking if I lose who gone raise my brothas
Not to be a thug, stay in school, don't use
Who'll teach them right from, show dem boys, true
So I pray for betta days, face da and da run-a-ways
And I put my guns away and I pray for on Sundays
It's ain't it

like the soldiers, that ain't comin' home this year
Just the fellas in prison, we miss you so much fa real
What about the children who ran away, that ain't home today
here's a message from coast to coast
'Cause when them thugs need it the most, a thug holiday
Jus like, jus like, jus like, a thug
Jus like, jus like, jus like, a thug

If it wasn't for, all these killings, all these conflicts in
Muslims, Jews, and would know that
They are all God's
And only, one Him, plus ain't none of y'all confronted Him
We so blind in our own mind we even know
God if we Him
And I, read yo books, konw all yo remixes to the
What about a, verse for thugs, drugs, and survival, huh

Let's add chapters, name 'em Martin, Malcolm and Farrakhan
In all my history books, one died was the Amerikans
And let's 'em out, who's responsible for Vietnam
And on, there's more, we had 2 World Wars
And, how come the judges more than the teachers is making
When the one raising all the taxes and got us fighting for education
is crazy ain't it

So many throughout the years, somebody tell me what's goin' on
And so many lies but only God knows, about the pain deep
It gets so hard, ya keep ya head up
I know ya fed up but strong
Here's a message coast to coast
'Cause when them thugs need it the most, a thug holiday
Jus like, jus like, jus like a holiday
Jus like, jus like, jus a

This is for my in the ghetto
I'm out, I'm callin' out
To all my thugs in the ghetto, out
'Cause it gets sometimes
But ya gotta keep ya up, and be strong
Here's a message from coast to
Cause when them thugs really it the most
A thug holiday, thug
'Cause we need it, have it

Hmm mm, 'cause it gets hard here in these
You know I mean
In the
I'm callin' out to all my thugs in the
Do you hear what I am Hmm mm
Callin' my thugs from the ghetto, ghetto,
This song is to the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto

A message from coast to
When thugs really need it the most
A thug holiday, I said, "A holiday, thug hoilday"
We need it, we it