Luyện nghe bài hát Thug Luv - 2pac

Nigga, we doing this from Cleveland to LA
Nigga whatever you want, we bringin' it!
Thug Luv, nigga. time is it?
Yo, I don't a fuck where you lay at
Nigga, it's time to slay these niggas!

They ain't even knowing type of niggas we is
Where my thugs at? thugs-n-harmony
I know you niggas waiting for this for a long time
Well, here it is, nigga. Here it is. What you do with it?

Well, it must be to the Armageddon, Lord
Know I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out my you brought me
And I'm not stressing it
Get 'em up off me, all we
Wanted was harmony, bombing em
up out of my ghetto, I won't settle, get on my level
They can't me and pop me
Nigga, they got me? no
Pac gets schizophrenic, and manage to damage all y'all
I'll talk 'em, and you don't really want it
'Cause they're cornered, and I'm want 'em to not
I'd say that we came to shut 'em all down
So to test, bullet, yes, declare war
Roll, I'll flow I get the gun for the murder
Mo' horror! Why? They did it all, for the cause
And I to pull a 9 or pistol, and lit a nigga with mine
Fuck niggas, it's on
All y'all fall! Bizzy bitches to test me
Bless the floor, and any attempt to me, stress me
Lord, looking at with the last of my breath
Follow, follow, my kids!
No, sin in my steps!
Yet the weapon is kept the best of my secrets
in the reach, I'm alone. Nigga believe
That I can see it, if needed, and if you really me
And well then let it be, get the greens and we up over Cleveland

Ha, ha! poppin', nigga?
Put your hands on your strap, nigga
Luv, nigga. Yeah, we can do this like gangstas and slug it out
Or do this like punks and it out
Pull your strap on me, nigga, you kill me!
Thug life, baby. Luv

I'll probably be punished for hard living, to the facts:
Thugs is in God's prison, hands on the strap
Praying so Father please forgive me! be rushing when they see me
I it: America's Most Wanted, live on T.V
pleasure and pain, stuck in this game, holler my name!
We all gon' die, we bleed through similar
Please to me, now. Don't panic when my guns burst
Heard the jam, nigga? This one's worse!
My Bone held the chrome 'til I came home
Thug Luv tell these bitch niggas "bring it on"
I caught a plane out to Cleveland last evening
To my niggas clean up some niggas no longer breathin'
Now, who do you in? Hit the weed and breathe
It's a cold-ass world; niggas kill you in your
Watch me until they stop me, bury, murder me or me
I got Thug Luv for my nationwide posse. me!

Little thug the Land, nigga, never ran
Muthafuckas out to get me. They understand
It's the #1 nigga out with a nation of
Down to put it some work and do dirt
Fuckin' around the band Bone Thugs-n-Harmony
Follow the road, we stroll to meet karma
Everything I do, it to cause drama
for the war like a knight in my armor, bomb ya!
So quick to test us, nigga wanna crash me, eat
For the love of the lust, busting on us
Hit 'em up with the buck, eruptions!
It's the Art of War, putting niggas on the
When I'm coming through the door, bringing but terror
Causing much pain to the that dared us
Tried to put a twist in thugsta era. Paired up
With a nigga like Pac, and a nigga like me: gotta stay
Thug luv 'til I die, my prayer to the sky
But I'm still in the hood, and fry
So I beg the Lord save us all: of misery
my niggas in penitentiaries, soldiers of the century, yeah

Here to get it, told my niggas need get the hell
Down with the dirt, and we don't fuck
Buck a a rounds, and if your passing through
hit the ground and don't get caught up in the crossfire, nigga
Artillery thick, and you wanna get to fucking with this
I'm straight devil, not a punk and
I reload, buck a mo'
Flee the 'fore the po-po even know
"So, who ya looking for?" They know!
A mothafucka with a
Hey, man, she said I ran way, said I ran that a way
Ya hoes'll never because I got away
A criminal to keep a nigga on the level
Sometimes I get and analyze your crime
Correctly organized and with results, you'll be

Oh, nigga, can you feel the vibe? We can
hating niggas, you got to die, it's only right
It's over with Bone, better it alone
Mo Thugs come crack their domes
Still in the hood, where the thugs
Fuckin' nothing but thugs, mane
taking no shorts or no losses
We cracking them domes my way
Give it to 'em on level, nigga, get a shovel
You can dig a bitches is dead!
to your head. You can beg, you go fled
But still gonna bleed red
Fuck with mine, we'll be seen in the
we out riding, looking for you
run for cover, nigga, duck!
We to bust. Straight got the infrared, put it on his forehead
Makes a move, send straight to his home
Put a in the muthafucka, send it to his mama
Tell her he was wrong, dead wrong, now he long gone, long gone

Pac Pac run with us, run us, run with us!
Pac Pac run with us! Pac and Rip with Luv
Pac Pac run us, run with us, run with us!
Pac Pac run us! Pac and Rip with Thug Luv
Pac Pac run us, run with us, run with us!
Pac Pac run with us! Pac and Rip Thug Luv
Pac Pac run us, run with us, run with us!
Pac Pac run with us! Pac and Rip Thug Luv