Luyện nghe bài hát Thug Lord

Thug Lords holdin' the chopper in the sky, bust yours
All my niggaz, they down to ride for the Lords
Nigga that cross me, his ass gon die, my nigga bust
Them niggaz war

I'm glad you said it, now you old ass gon get it
Been in the twenty seconds, held down eleven
J, you better tell fuckin' peasants you wet me, you get wetted
Even your [unverified] get detted

Fake ass synthetic, poetic emcees get
Styles pathetic, I to Texas, take all your letice
I got a six-million dollar fetish, that's what it takes to me
I know you wish some niggaz me and drill me

You pay a nigga to peel me, and kill me
Fill me 'til the shit the empty, it filthy, put a hundred slugs in me
Spot a nigga out like Mc Kenzie, the thug is in me
My time, I rhyme, drink Remy, load up the semi

I was born to slap the shit out of macks, their bitch
Run up in their studio, tape their clique
A smilie face ain't shit, if you got Yuk in mouth
My nuts in your mouth, how does it feel to get fucked in mouth?

Niggaz Bentley's, your artist stuck in the house
Starvin', broke as fuck in the apartment, stuck in the
I'm out, niggaz some where in Germany, burnin' weed
these foreign languages, tourin'

Allways performin' like Hill, my shit's sore as steel
I'm real, like Slim Shady, bitch quit skills
I kill, better stop smokin fry, and poppin' pills, I drill
But all you muthafuckaz, I'm the nigga, I feel

Fuck a record deal, the game is
My Coolio said fuck 'em
Start names and dates
Make 'em the One Hit Wonder

This time, my hit like thunder
In the Hummer, nigga, the MOB me under
Try'na be niggaz, stay your ass in Atlanta
Old ass rappers, make Oakland bad like Hammer

Niggaz dissin' Yuk, sayin' they don't my shit
Then turn and say, "Yuk, help me write my shit"
Ain't that a

Thug Lords holdin' the chopper in the sky, nigga bust
All my niggaz, they down to for the thug Lords
Nigga that cross me, his ass gon die, my bust yours
niggaz want war

If them ain't down wit gettin' cream, fuck 'em
And if them niggaz down wit the Regime, fuck 'em, I rush 'em
Aim at their limosine, buck 'em, I never 'em
I never trust them, nigga I crush 'em, old antiques I 'em

And 'em off in the game like so
[unverified] fuck wit my flow, not even you stole my hydro
My main objective, take this bitch
They gon make me vice president before this bitch

of the Ayatolla, come and shut you down
Make you out of town, who got the best shit now?
Nigga, you know your ass was in Tha Row, what you on?
That's why I'm my next song with Eightball and Bone
Bitch, ha, ha, ha, ha Thug ha, ha, ha, yes