Luyện nghe bài hát Thug Luv

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

They ain't even what type of niggas we is
Where my thugs at? thugs-n-harmony
I know you niggas been for this 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 that I 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
Wanted was harmony, been em
Yell up out of my ghetto, I settle, get on my level
They stop me and pop me
Nigga, got me? Fuck no
Pac gets schizophrenic, and manage to damage all y'all
I'll talk about 'em, and you really want it
they're cornered, and I'm want 'em to not jump
I'd rather say that we came to '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 to pull a 9 or pistol, and lit a nigga with mine
them niggas, it's on
All y'all fall! getting bitches to test me
Bless the floor, and any to arrest 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 with the best of my secrets
Deep in the reach, I'm alone. believe
That I can see it, if needed, and if you with me
And well let it be, get the greens and we running up over 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 like punks and punk it out
your strap on me, nigga, you better kill me!
Thug life, baby. Luv

I'll probably be for hard living, blind to the facts:
is convicts in God's prison, hands on the strap
Praying so please forgive 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 similar veins
Please explain to me, now. panic when my guns burst
Heard the last jam, This one's worse!
My Bone held the chrome 'til I came home
Thug Luv players these bitch niggas "bring it on"
I a plane out to Cleveland late last evening
To help my niggas clean up some niggas no longer
Now, who do you believe in? Hit the weed and
It's a cold-ass world; niggas you in your sleep
Watch me until they stop me, bury, 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 don't
It's the #1 nigga out with a 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
I do, it seem 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, niggas on us
Hit 'em up the buck, 12-gauge eruptions!
It's the Art of War, putting on the floor
When I'm coming through the door, bringing but terror
Causing much pain to the nigga dared us
Tried to put a twist in this era. Paired up
With a nigga like Pac, and a nigga like me: gotta high
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: escapers of
Bless my niggas in penitentiaries, soldiers of the century,

Here to get it, told my niggas they get the hell
Down with the dirt, and we don't around
Buck a couple a rounds, and if your passing
Then hit the ground and don't get up in the crossfire, nigga
Artillery thick, and you don't get to fucking with this
I'm straight devil, not a and pretend
I reload, buck a mo'
Flee the scene 'fore the po-po know
"So, who ya looking for?" don't know!
A with a leatherface
Hey, man, she said I ran this way, said I ran a way
Ya hoes'll never know because I got
A criminal mind to a nigga on the level
I get high and analyze your crime
Correctly organized and with results, you'll be

Oh, nigga, can you feel the vibe? We can
Playa niggas, you got to die, it's only right
It's over Bone, better leave it alone
Mo Thugs come crack their domes
Still in the hood, where the thugs
Fuckin' with but thugs, mane
Ain't taking no or no losses
We cracking them around my way
it to 'em on another level, nigga, get a shovel
You can dig a bitches is dead!
Infrared to head. You can beg, you go fled
But still 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
a move, send flowers straight to his home
Put a card in the muthafucka, send it to his
Tell her he was dead wrong, dead wrong, now he gone, long gone

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