Luyện nghe bài hát Thug Luv - 2pac

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

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

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

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

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

Little from the Land, nigga, never ran
Muthafuckas out to get me. don't understand
It's the #1 nigga out a nation of niggas
Down to put it some work and do some
Fuckin' around with the Bone Thugs-n-Harmony
Follow down the road, we to meet karma
Everything I do, it to cause drama
for the war like a knight 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 the buck, 12-gauge eruptions!
It's the Art of War, niggas on the floor
When I'm coming through the door, bringing but terror
Causing much pain to the that dared us
Tried to put a twist in this thugsta era. up
With a nigga Pac, and a nigga like me: gotta stay high
Thug luv 'til I die, my prayer to the sky
But I'm in the hood, smoke and fry
So I beg the save us all: escapers of misery
Bless my niggas in penitentiaries, of the century, yeah

Here to get it, told my niggas they get the hell
Down with the dirt, and we fuck around
a couple a rounds, and if your passing through
Then hit the and don't get caught up in the crossfire, nigga
thick, and you don't wanna get to fucking with this
I'm straight devil, not a and pretend
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 this way, said I ran a way
Ya never know because I got away
A criminal mind to keep a on the level
Sometimes I get high and analyze your
Correctly and with results, you'll be surprised

Oh, nigga, can you the vibe? We can ride
Playa niggas, you got to die, it's only right
It's over with Bone, better leave it
Mo Thugs crack their fuckin' domes
in the hood, where the thugs play
Fuckin' with nothing but thugs,
Ain't no shorts or no losses
We them domes around my way
Give it to 'em on level, nigga, get a shovel
You can dig a hole; is dead!
to your head. You can beg, you go fled
But gonna bleed bloody red
with mine, we'll be seen in the moonlight
'Cause we out riding, for you
run for cover, nigga, duck!
We about to bust. Straight got the infrared, put it on his
Makes a move, flowers straight to his home
Put a card in the muthafucka, it to his mama
her he was dead wrong, dead wrong, now he long gone, long gone

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