Luyện nghe bài hát Thug War

[Chorus:
Thug war, fights in streets, the drug store
is power, give me your's, we break laws
Faggot cats claiming their
I'ma smack him up, his mans and them too
Yo, bag him up, him up
Doing do or die lifestyle for ransom
50 g's, need keys to their grandson
Run but you can't hide, rich is what we for
You get your wig split back, caught in this war

Peace to those men who do crimes never been arrested
Project cats with guns start to run
from the streets, gum on long dick
Get strong-armed for baggage, it's tragic, some Vietnam
all you cats up in a long wiz
Out-of-towners, proper father, you know the song, bitch
war, jet-black cats kick in your drug store
Cook off this table, the is what we came for
Aim for, lay down boy, this ain't no war
Cause me to smack all faggots, taking your off
Thugs spending of your cabbage on a Range Rov'
Change clothes, switch me description to blow
Chopping while we spread up you nosey
Kidnap and bums, we swindell
I'm saying, "Fuck the rapping", I was a kid, I made it happen
On blocks packing, get them, niggaz acting
Watch me snatch them up, $100,00 ransom, no
Front doors, your mans, don't panic, open the drug stores

Heavenly words spoken, promises were broken
As they blood-suck the sun, we manifest platinum tokens
Hail enterprise, complete and gritty wise guys
Ghetto wiz kids, them as philosophy baptizes
Look at snake eyes, wicked as a bubble eye
this, guns clapping, lamped like precussions of action
Why the in the hour glass elapsing
Camel-backed apostles get smacked rusty masks
Preaching that God spook, remains hostile
Cast burning nostrils, ruger barrels on your tonsils
A prophecy, currency, state of emergency
I link with rich cats who's pockets dirty
Like Diamond Back, mocassins that raid ancient
Stinging sensation, injected 7 bundles
Raw element, U.S./Russian
15 for half a crest, them lord's sniffing
Yo, back to the massacre, bloods courted in
Anatomies get fractured, Sampson was
By Philli-stinians, lesson's on in millenium
80 cowards, 4 devils, hand less Benjamins
Peace to rich men, with snowflakes spinning
Rip camera sins, tropical blew my fellings in
We're chameleons, some be 9 milli' men
Creep like centipedes, snatch stacks up silly men
Cursed by the wicked gin, peepers blue-fenced
To my nested kin, I leave some yams
What? What?

[Joe
on some plead the 5th shit
Criminal illegitiment lifestyle, Allah, the
like rocks from rocks, in state tots
See starilize me, seeing poppy in a Casa Lopi
need to persue me, Soloman, the dominant
Straircases on dot, man, Crime Syndicate
Shine like fine on fickel-plated razors
Frequently cave us for selling dead in live cages
So, I'm contagious sick, touch my
Cock, like Gallagher, crash your whole calender
Fuck, who got stamina to last, I him dead-ass
with lead in his ass, in the rash
niggaz get sodomized, observe the wicked eyes
Villains got my baptized
Mafioso, scenarios, the poser
Foggy survivalists cats in Congo
38 convo, blow a 3rd on my
When exposed, my snuff nose busts all
So, what the fuck you suppose
For calling me out, fuck
We gun clapping, the sharp
It be the with the stolen ruger
And the prosecuter puffing on the Thai ruler
Son, my five graphics, jiggy was drafted
In thug war the shit drastic, you bastard

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