Luyện nghe bài hát Thug Luv

Nigga, we doing this shit Cleveland to LA
Nigga you niggas want, we bringin' it!
Thug Luv, nigga. time is it?
Yo, I give a fuck where you lay at
Nigga, it's time to slay these niggas!

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

Well, it be close to the Armageddon, Lord
that I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out my Wesson you me
And I'm not it softly
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
They stop me and pop me
Nigga, they got me? no
Little Pac gets schizophrenic, and manage to damage all
I'll talk about 'em, and you don't want it
they're cornered, and I'm want 'em to not jump
I'd rather say that we 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 them niggas, on
All y'all fall! getting bitches to test me
Bless the floor, and any attempt to me, stress me
Lord, at death with the last of my breath
Follow, follow, my kids!
No, sin in my steps!
Yet the weapon is with the best of my secrets
Deep in the reach, I'm alone. Nigga
That I can see it, if needed, and if you with me
And well then let it be, get the greens and we running up Cleveland

Ha, ha! poppin', nigga?
Put muthafucking hands on your strap, nigga
Thug Luv, nigga. Yeah, we can do this like gangstas and it out
Or do this punks and punk it out
Pull your strap on me, nigga, you kill me!
life, baby. Thug 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 me! Police be rushing when they see me
I flaunt it: Most Wanted, live on T.V
Life: pleasure and pain, stuck in game, holler my name!
We all gon' die, we bleed through veins
Please explain to me, now. Don't panic when my burst
Heard the jam, nigga? This one's worse!
My nigga Bone held the 'til I came home
Thug Luv players tell bitch niggas "bring it on"
I a plane out to Cleveland late last evening
To my niggas clean up some niggas no longer breathin'
Now, who do you believe in? Hit the and breathe
It's a cold-ass 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!

thug from the Land, nigga, never ran
Muthafuckas out to get me. don't 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 down the road, we to meet karma
Everything I do, it seem to cause
Ready for the war like a knight in my armor, ya!
So to test us, nigga wanna crash me, eat dust
For the love of the lust, niggas on us
Hit 'em up with the buck, eruptions!
It's the Art of War, putting on the floor
When I'm coming through the door, bringing nothing but
Causing much to the nigga that dared us
Tried to put a twist in this thugsta era. up
a nigga like Pac, and a nigga like me: gotta stay high
Thug luv I die, keep my prayer to the sky
But I'm in the hood, smoke and fry
So I beg the Lord us all: escapers of misery
Bless my niggas in penitentiaries, soldiers of the century,

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

Oh, nigga, can you feel the vibe? We can
Playa hating niggas, you got to die, only right
over with Bone, better leave it alone
Mo Thugs crack their fuckin' domes
Still in the hood, where the play
with nothing but thugs, mane
Ain't taking no shorts or no
We them domes around my way
it to 'em on another level, nigga, get a shovel
You can dig a bitches is dead!
Infrared to your head. You can beg, you go
But still bleed bloody red
Fuck with mine, be seen in the moonlight
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 dead wrong, dead wrong, now he long gone, long

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