Luyện nghe bài hát Thug Lord

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

I'm you said it, now you old ass rappers gon get it
Been in the business twenty seconds, down eleven
J, you better tell these fuckin' you wet me, you get wetted
Even your fuckin' get detted

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

You better pay a nigga to peel me, and me
Fill me 'til the shit the empty, play it filthy, put a slugs in me
Spot a nigga out Spuz 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, take bitch
Run up in their studio, duct tape their
A face ain't shit, if you got Yuk in your mouth
My nuts in your mouth, how does it to get fucked in your mouth?

Niggaz ridin' Bentley's, your artist stuck in the
Starvin', as fuck in the apartment, stuck in the south
I'm weighed out, niggaz where in Germany, burnin' weed
Learnin' these languages, tourin'

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

Fuck a deal, the game is fake
My Coolio said fuck 'em
Start sayin' and dates
'em hate the One Hit Wonder

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

Niggaz dissin' Yuk, sayin' they like my shit
Then turn around and say, "Yuk, me write my shit"
that a bitch?

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

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

And fuck 'em off in the game so
Nobody [unverified] fuck wit my flow, not you stole my hydro
My main objective, take bitch over
They gon make me vice president before this over

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