Luyện nghe bài hát Thug Love

Nigga we this shit from Cleveland to L.A.
Nigga whatever you niggas we bringing it
Thug Luv what time is it?

I give a fuck where you lay at
It's time to these bitch made niggas
They even knowing what type of niggas we is

my thugs at Bone Thugs-N-Harmony
I know you niggas been waiting for this shit for a time
Well here it is here it is what you gone do with it

I must be close to the Armageddon
Lord You know that I won't fly lesson
You me to pull out my Wesson
You brought and am I stressing it

Get 'em up off me 'cause all we
Was been bombing 'em yell up outta my ghetto
I want settle get on my
They can't me or drop me nigga they got me fuck naw
Little Pac get schizophrenic and manage to all y'all

I'll talk about 'em and you don't want it
they're cornered and I want 'em to jump up
I'd rather say that we came to 'em all down
So quick to test yes declare war

Roll and I'll blow I get the gun for the murder
Mo' horror for what the did it all pause for the
And I fin to pull a nine or pistol little
Wit mine dem niggas it's on

All y'all fall Bizzy gettin' test me bless the floor
In any to arrest me stress me Lord
Looking at death with the of my breath
Follow follow my kids but don't sin in my

Yet the weapon is kept with the of my secrets
Deep in the leaves I'm nigga believe
I can see it if needed an if you really want me in
Well let it be and get the greens and be runnnin' up over

Ha ha ha what's poppin' nigga? Put your
Hand on your strap nigga, we can do this like and slug it out
Or be like and punk it out
Pull your strap on me nigga and you better kill be thug baby

I'll probably be punished for hard livin' to the facts
is convicts in Gods prison hand on the strap
Praying to Father forgive me police be rushing when they see me
I flaunted America's most wanted on TV life

Pleasure and pain stuck in this holler my name
We all gone die we bleed similar veins
You'se explain to me now don't when my gun burst
the last jam nigga this ones worse

My nigga held the chrome till I came home
Thug Luv playas tell these bitch niggas it on
I caught a plane out to Cleveland late evening
To help my niggas clean up some niggas no longer now

Who you in hit the weed and breathe it's a
Cold ass the world them kill you in your sleep
Until they stop me murder me or drop me
I got Thug Luv for my nationwide posse me

Little thug the land nigga never ran
out to get me they don't understand
It's the number 1 nigga out a nation of niggas
Down to put in some work do dirt

Fuckin' round the band Bone Thugs-N-Harmony
Follow down the road we to meet karma
Everything I do it seem to cause
Ready for the war a knight in my armor bomb ya

So quick to us nigga wanna crash me eat dust
For the love of the lust bustin' on us
Hit 'em up with he buck 12 erupt
It's the Art Of War putting niggas on the

When I'm comin' through the
Bringin' but terror
Causing much to the nigga dared us
Trying to put a twist in thugsta era

Paired up a nigga like Pac
And a nigga me gotta stay high
Thug Luv till I die my prayer to the sky
But I'm still in the smoke and fry

So I beg the to save us all escapers of misery
Bless my in penitentiaries soldiers of the century

Here to get it my niggas to get the hell down
Down with the dirt and we fuck around
Buck a couple of rounds and if you're
Through hit the ground
And don't get caught up in the nigga

Artillery thick and you don't want to get to fuckin' with
I'm straight devil not a punk and pretend
I buck a little more flee the scene
'Fore the po-po even know you lookin' for

don't know a motherfucker with a Leatherface hey
Man she said I ran this way I ran that way
You hoes'll know because I got away yeah

A criminal mind a nigga on the level
So get and analyze your crime
Directly organized with you'll be surprised

Oh nigga can you feel the we can ride?
Playa hating you gots to die
It's over wit Bone better it alone
Mo Thug I'm fuckin' domes

Still in the hood where the thugs
Fuckin' wit nothin' but man
taking no shorts or no losses
We crackin' domes around my way

it to 'em on another level nigga
Get a you can dig a hole bitches is dead
Infrared to the you can beg
But still gone bleed red

Fuck mine will be see in the moonlight
'Cause we out ridin' for you
Better run for nigga duck we about to bust
Straight got the

Put it on his forehead make some
Send flowers to his home
Put a card in the motherfucker it to his mama
Tell her he was dead wrong wrong gone now he long gone

Pac Pac run wit us run wit us run wit us
Pac Pac run wit us Pac and RIP with Luv
Pac Pac run wit us run wit us run wit us
Pac Pac run wit us Pac and RIP with Luv

Pac Pac run wit us run wit us run wit us
Pac Pac run wit us Pac and RIP Thug Luv
Pac Pac run wit us run wit us run wit us
Pac Pac run wit us Pac and RIP Thug Luv