Luyện nghe bài hát Thug Luv - 2pac

Nigga, we doing shit from Cleveland to LA
Nigga you niggas 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 knowing what type of niggas we is
Where my at? Bone thugs-n-harmony
I know you been waiting for this for a long time
Well, here it is, nigga. it is. What you gonna do with it?

Well, it must be close to the Armageddon,
Know that I won't fly by that
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, been em
Yell up out of my ghetto, I settle, get on my level
can't stop me and pop me
Nigga, got me? Fuck no
Little Pac 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 rather say that we to shut 'em all down
So to test, bullet, yes, declare war
Roll, I'll when I get the gun for the murder
Mo' horror! They did it all, pause for the cause
And I finna to a 9 or pistol, and lit a nigga with mine
Fuck them niggas, on
All y'all fall! getting bitches to test me
Bless the floor, and any attempt to me, stress me
Lord, looking at death with the last of my
Follow, follow, my kids!
No, sin in my steps!
Yet the weapon is kept the best of my secrets
Deep in the reach, I'm alone. Nigga
That I can see it, if needed, and if you really me
And then let it be, get the greens and we running up over Cleveland

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

I'll probably be punished for hard living, blind to the
Thugs is convicts in God's prison, on the strap
Praying so please forgive me! Police be rushing when they see me
I it: America's Most Wanted, live on T.V
Life: and pain, stuck in this game, holler my name!
We all die, we bleed through similar veins
Please explain to me, now. Don't panic when my burst
Heard the last jam, This one's worse!
My nigga Bone the chrome 'til I came home
Luv players tell these bitch niggas "bring it on"
I caught a plane out to Cleveland late evening
To my niggas clean up some niggas no longer breathin'
Now, who do you believe in? Hit the weed and
It's a cold-ass niggas kill you in your sleep
me until they stop me, bury, murder me or drop 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 out with a nation of niggas
Down to put it some work and do some
Fuckin' around with the band Thugs-n-Harmony
Follow the road, we stroll to meet karma
Everything I do, it to cause drama
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, busting on us
Hit 'em up the buck, 12-gauge eruptions!
It's the Art of War, putting niggas on the
When I'm through the door, bringing nothing but terror
Causing pain to the nigga that dared us
Tried to put a twist in this era. Paired up
a nigga like 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 Lord save us all: escapers of
Bless my niggas in penitentiaries, soldiers of the century,

Here to get it, told my niggas they need get the
Down with the dirt, and we fuck around
Buck a couple a rounds, and if passing through
Then hit the ground and don't get caught up in the crossfire,
Artillery thick, and you don't wanna get to fucking this
I'm straight devil, not a and pretend
I reload, a little mo'
Flee the scene the po-po even know
"So, who ya looking for?" don't know!
A with a leatherface
Hey, man, she said I ran way, said I ran that a way
Ya hoes'll know because I got away
A criminal to keep a nigga on the level
Sometimes I get high and analyze crime
Correctly organized and results, you'll be surprised

Oh, nigga, can you feel the We can ride
Playa hating niggas, you got to die, only right
It's over with Bone, better it alone
Mo Thugs crack their fuckin' domes
in the hood, where the thugs play
Fuckin' with but thugs, mane
Ain't taking no shorts or no
We cracking them domes my way
it to 'em on another level, nigga, get a shovel
You can dig a hole; is dead!
Infrared to your head. You can beg, you go
But still gonna bleed red
Fuck mine, we'll be seen in the moonlight
we out riding, looking for you
run for cover, nigga, duck!
We about to bust. Straight got the infrared, put it on his
Makes a move, send flowers 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

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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