Luyện nghe bài hát Thug Lordz

C'mon

The Lordz in this bitch
Get up... nigga, 21 salute nigga holla..
THUG... LORDZ!
that ride or die for their coast, nigga
Yeah, put ya to the street
Put ya to the street nigga, holla...holla
THUG... LORDZ!
Thug in this bitch
Regime
Coast Mafia niggaz
Yeah, niggaz man
C'mon niggaz, niggaz. Ha.

1: C-Bo]
Check, my uzi a ton I hits 'em up an I run
I'm loco, I keep a guns caulked in the
I'm King Tut of the
everytime I drop a record dog
Shit I bring it to the gut of the
An I never backed down, so don't test me dog
Cause I'm a nut, an a Smif-N-Wesson pressed in pause
all these faggot ass rappers keep yappin they
Yeah they the shit 'cause when they see me they just in they drawers
yeah that nigga 50 he hot, but I heard he's a
And he ran up under that white boy, I heard he's a
An I ain't seen him in the hood, no in the Valley
No of Blues, or Peanuts, he scared of them alleys
Heard he copped his rims and 'Big O' in the hood
Surrounded by police, wires in the hood
they ran him outta New York, and he's comin to Cali
No glocks and cigs, lots of pigs
Eh nig, your rap career will not outlast Pac and
Yeah you fuckin wit some kids ain't scared of the bricks
You in there, kick dead in the bricks
Thug Lordz'll have ya hit, split in a 6, c'mon

C-Bo]
THUG... LORDZ!
Gettin money like a motherfucker ready for war
never snitch
never
quit my click was heaven sent wit Mac-11's to
hit we dip they holla..
THUG... LORDZ!
Gettin this like a motherfucker ready for war
never snitch
never
quit my click was heaven sent wit Mac-11's to
hit when we dip holla..

2: Yukmouth]
Yeah..
If the boss wants you dead, then off wit ya head
'specially a bitch that talk to the feds
'specially a bitch that walk wit the feds
to shows cause niggaz bout to toss him some lead
You niggaz think the coast is just Dre an Xzibit
aiight, but pay attention Thug Lordz handle they business
We the from the Gardens to the Village
Make the hardest niggaz feel
Make the want to kill us
Regardless will murda you nigga
I twist ya cap like a Slits liquor for that slick talk nigga
If ya nigga gang bang, don't crip walk
Wearin a big chain will get ya ripped off
We the only Thug bitch
After all big faces like Mount Rushmore, you want war bitch
That'll get you pistol whipped an
You lucky I wasn't on Face shit, I woulda it
You better run like Forrest in Air Forces
Cause our guns look torches, bustin from drop Porsches
Or the drop Ferrari, than a hot tamale
The holla..

LORDZ!
Gettin this money like a ready for war
we'll never
flip
never quit my click was heaven wit Mac-11's to
hit we dip they holla..
LORDZ!
Gettin this money like a ready for war
we'll snitch
flip
never quit my click was sent wit Mac-11's to
hit when we dip holla (they holla)