Luyện nghe bài hát Thug Warz

All my street niggaz throw your guns up
Throw guns up, throw your guns up

I'd have enemies
'Cause fear last longer love
In the streets nothing than thug
We all bleed the same
Weather you a crip or a
You want you'll be comin' with slugs

Yo, yo, the head nigga in charge, of New York
of all time, you wanna talk streets let's talk
We are the streets, check my wall report
no way out except entertainment, drugs and sports

Feds try to shut us down a reasonable doubt
Supreme clientle legal drug money on routes
Till the death do us part for money, power,
My road to riches don't want dies like after death

It's hell on earth, the block is hot 400
The truth tell us envy all eyes on me
A top-dawg said the game is to be not told
Pulled out the 16 shots to your dome

Capital punishment black trapped in crime
The trying to kill me, license to ill Kriminal mind
To understand was a comin'' of age
We nigga'z fo' life, strikes on Judgment Day

I'd rather enemies
'Cause fear last longer love
In the streets nothing than thug
We all bleed the color
Weather you a or a blood
You want more you'll be comin' with

I'd rather enemies
'Cause fear last longer love
In the streets nothing stronger thug
We all bleed the color
Weather you a crip or a
You want more you'll be comin' with

I got time for dem lies, I gotta get mines
Muthafucka ask Shyne, tell you I rise
Do 'em this time, worked with Phillis this time
You line tryin' to war with us shootin' that nine

Gotta our back against the wall, so its ball or
Outlaw 'cause of course you hate it, how we rise
(Wha'?)
Nigga I street talk, the gangsta' walk to be like
I load 'em up, one by one shootin' don't miss

It's a critical game, we plead for this blood
If you a thug it matter, the crypt fo' this 'cuz
Outlaw muthafucka then bust yo'
Firestarr and people attack yo' pocket

Yo' serious biz, we hand deliver this shit
If you want, it's door to door
Hand 'em and makes it more worth it
up I'm lying 'cause shit I'm gettin' money now

So I drop thou and take a trip back to the isle
Come back to the states like shit a vacation
My mind on Makaveli and this we taken
I'm bust 'em and then vacate the scene

Before the siren's scream, 2001 how my team gleam
Comin' up like we out there pitchin' them birdies
the whole game, with my nigga'z from Jersey
And if you in tha way shit you be there long
We head strong, so fuck it let'z get it on

All my real street niggaz throw your up
your guns up, throw your guns up
All my real street niggaz throw your up
Throw your guns up, throw guns up

I'd rather have
'Cause fear last than love
In the streets nothing stronger thug
We all bleed the same
you a crip or a blood
You more you'll be comin' with slugs

I'd rather have
'Cause fear last than love
In the streets nothing stronger than
We all bleed the color
Weather you a crip or a
You want you'll be comin' with slugs