Luyện nghe bài hát Thug Luv

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

They ain't even knowing type of niggas we is
Where my thugs at? Bone
I know you niggas been 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 lesson
You me to pull out my Wesson you brought me
And I'm not it softly
Get 'em up off me, all we
Wanted was harmony, 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 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 we came to shut 'em all down
So quick to test, bullet, yes, war
Roll, flow when I get the gun for the murder
Mo' horror! They did it all, pause for the cause
And I finna to pull a 9 or pistol, and lit a 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 is kept with the best of my secrets
in the reach, I'm alone. Nigga believe
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 over

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

I'll probably be punished for hard living, blind to the
Thugs is convicts in prison, hands on the strap
Praying so Father please forgive me! Police be when they see me
I flaunt it: Most Wanted, live on T.V
Life: pleasure and pain, stuck in this game, my name!
We all die, we bleed through similar veins
explain to me, now. Don't panic when my guns burst
Heard the last jam, nigga? one's worse!
My nigga held the chrome 'til I came home
Thug Luv players tell bitch niggas "bring it on"
I caught a 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
a cold-ass world; niggas kill you in your sleep
Watch me until they stop me, bury, murder me or me
I got Thug Luv for my posse. Feel me!

Little thug the Land, nigga, never ran
out to get me. They 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 band Thugs-n-Harmony
Follow down the road, we stroll to karma
I do, it seem to cause drama
Ready for the war like a in my armor, bomb ya!
So quick to test us, nigga crash me, eat dust
For the of the lust, niggas busting on us
Hit 'em up with the buck, eruptions!
It's the Art of War, putting on the floor
I'm coming through the door, bringing nothing but terror
Causing pain to the nigga that dared us
to put a twist in this thugsta era. Paired up
With a nigga Pac, and a nigga like me: gotta stay high
luv 'til I die, keep my prayer to the sky
But I'm in the hood, smoke and fry
So I beg the Lord save us all: of misery
Bless my in penitentiaries, soldiers of the century, yeah

Here to get it, told my niggas need get the hell
Down with the dirt, and we fuck around
Buck a couple a rounds, and if your through
Then hit the ground and don't get up in the crossfire, nigga
thick, and you don't wanna get to fucking with this
I'm devil, not a punk and pretend
I reload, buck a mo'
the scene '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 know because I got
A criminal mind to a nigga on the level
Sometimes I get high and your crime
Correctly and with results, you'll be surprised

Oh, nigga, can you feel the We can ride
hating niggas, you got to die, it's only right
It's with Bone, better leave it alone
Mo Thugs come crack fuckin' domes
Still in the hood, where the thugs
Fuckin' with but thugs, mane
Ain't taking no shorts or no
We cracking them domes my way
Give it to 'em on another level, nigga, get a
You can dig a hole; is dead!
to your head. You can beg, you go fled
But gonna bleed bloody red
Fuck mine, we'll be seen in the moonlight
'Cause we out riding, for you
run for cover, nigga, duck!
We about to bust. got the infrared, put it on his forehead
Makes a move, send flowers to his home
Put a in the muthafucka, send it to his mama
Tell her he was dead wrong, 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 Thug Luv
Pac Pac run with us, run with us, run 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 us! Pac and Rip with Thug Luv