Luyện nghe bài hát Thug Love

Nigga we doin' this from Cleveland to L.A.
Nigga you niggas want we bringing it
Thug Luv what time is it?

I don't give a fuck you lay at
It's time to slay these made niggas
They even knowing what type of niggas we is

Where my thugs at 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

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

Get 'em up off me all we wanted
Was harmony been bombing 'em yell up outta my
I settle get on my level
They can't stop me or drop me they got me fuck naw
Little Pac get and manage to damage all y'all

I'll talk about 'em and you really want it
'Cause they're and I want 'em to jump up
I'd rather say that we came to shut 'em all
So to test bullet yes declare war

Roll and I'll blow when I get the gun for the
Mo' horror for the did it all pause for the cause
And I fin to pull a or pistol little nigga
Wit fuck dem niggas it's on

All y'all Bizzy gettin' bitches test me bless the floor
In any attempt to arrest me me Lord
Looking at with the last of my breath
Follow follow my but don't sin in my steps

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

Ha ha ha what's poppin' Put your motherfucking
Hand on your strap nigga, we can do this gangstas 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' blind to the
Thugs is convicts in Gods prison hand on the
to Father please forgive me police be rushing when they see me
I flaunted America's most live 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
Heard the last jam this ones worse

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

Who you believe in hit the weed and it's a
Cold ass the world them niggas you in your sleep
Until they stop me bury murder me or me
I got Thug Luv for my posse feel me

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

Fuckin' round with the band Bone
Follow down the road we stroll to karma
I do it seem to cause drama
Ready for the war like a in my armor bomb ya

So to test us nigga wanna crash me eat dust
For the love of the lust niggas 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
much to the nigga that dared us
Trying to put a in this thugsta era

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

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

Here to get it told my niggas to get the hell
Down with the dirt and we fuck around
Buck a couple of rounds and if you're
Through hit the ground
And get caught up in the crossfire nigga

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

They don't know a with a Leatherface hey
Man she said I ran this way I ran that way
You hoes'll never know I got away yeah

A criminal mind a nigga on the level
So get high and analyze crime
Directly organized with results be surprised

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

Still in the hood the thugs play
wit nothin' but thugs man
Ain't taking no shorts or no
We crackin' them domes my way

Give it to 'em on another nigga
Get a shovel you can dig a bitches is dead
to the head you can beg
But gone bleed bloody red

Fuck with mine be see in the moonlight
we out ridin' looking for you
Better run for cover nigga duck we to bust
got the Infrared

Put it on his forehead make moves
flowers straight to his home
Put a card in the send it to his mama
Tell her he was wrong dead 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