Luyện nghe bài hát Thug Luv

Nigga, we doing shit from Cleveland to LA
Nigga you niggas want, we bringin' it!
Luv, nigga. What time is it?
Yo, I give a fuck where you lay at
Nigga, time to slay these bitch-made niggas!

They even knowing what type of niggas we is
Where my thugs at? Bone
I know you niggas been waiting for this for a long
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 taught me to pull out my Wesson you 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
can't stop me and pop me
Nigga, they got me? no
Little Pac gets schizophrenic, and to damage all y'all
I'll about 'em, and you don't really want it
'Cause cornered, and I'm want '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! Why? did it all, pause for the cause
And I finna to pull a 9 or pistol, and lit a nigga 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 of my breath
Follow, follow, my kids!
No, sin in my steps!
Yet the weapon is kept 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 up over Cleveland

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

I'll be punished for hard living, blind to the facts:
is convicts in God's prison, hands on the strap
Praying so Father please forgive me! Police be when they see me
I flaunt it: America's Wanted, live on T.V
Life: pleasure and pain, in this game, holler my name!
We all gon' die, we bleed similar veins
Please explain to me, now. Don't when my guns burst
the last jam, nigga? This one's worse!
My nigga Bone held the chrome 'til I home
Luv players tell these bitch niggas "bring it on"
I caught a plane out to Cleveland late evening
To help my clean up some niggas no longer breathin'
Now, who do you believe in? Hit the and breathe
It's a cold-ass world; niggas 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 of niggas
Down to put it work and do some dirt
Fuckin' around with the Bone Thugs-n-Harmony
Follow the road, we stroll to meet karma
Everything I do, it seem to drama
Ready for the war like a knight in my armor, ya!
So quick to test us, 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 on the floor
When I'm coming through the door, bringing but terror
much pain to the nigga that dared us
Tried to put a twist in this thugsta era. up
With a like Pac, and a nigga like me: gotta stay high
Thug luv 'til I die, keep my to the sky
But I'm still in the hood, and fry
So I beg the Lord us all: escapers of misery
Bless my niggas in penitentiaries, of the century, yeah

Here to get it, told my niggas need get the hell
Down the dirt, and we don't fuck around
Buck a couple a rounds, and if your through
Then hit the and don't get caught up in the crossfire, nigga
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 'fore the even 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 to keep a nigga on the level
Sometimes I get and analyze your crime
Correctly and with results, you'll be surprised

Oh, nigga, can you the vibe? We can ride
Playa hating niggas, you got to die, it's only
over with Bone, better leave it alone
Mo Thugs come crack fuckin' domes
Still in the hood, where the thugs
Fuckin' nothing but thugs, mane
taking no shorts or no losses
We cracking domes around my way
Give it to 'em on level, nigga, get a shovel
You can dig a hole; is dead!
Infrared to your head. You can beg, you go
But still bleed bloody red
Fuck with mine, we'll be seen in the
we out riding, looking for you
run for cover, nigga, duck!
We about to bust. got the infrared, put it on his forehead
Makes a move, flowers straight 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

Pac Pac run with us, run with us, run 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
Pac Pac run us, run with 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