Luyện nghe bài hát Thugs Anthem

[Kool G.
for all the chicks that's on the strip to get loot
For all my niggas that don't trip to hit ?
For all my people copping to get the quick loot
For all my in the ground that got their wig blew
Strictly for all the chicks that's on the strip to get
For all my that don't ever trip to hit ?
For all my people copping bricks to get the quick
For all my in the ground that got their wig blew

[Kool G.
Don't know who is this kid, you better check the
Before I have to send busters, just to warm you up
Man, be looking for whoever tore you up
Flood up the block with paramedics and coroners
I can roll up all by myself and a street close
Yo you could be twenty deep and get your feet rose
Believe me, ain't none of them running up heat blow
You sleep though, you're whole and low
Free to go, deeper than six low
This wiseguy's enterprise, we who ever die
Never sympathize, on the rise, no matter how many we minimize
we send ? chicks with bricks inside inner thighs
Some real thugs conduct the traffic in the skies
high, we lay low, stay unidentified, it's all live

Strictly for all the chicks on the strip to get loot
For all my niggas that don't ever to hit ?
For all my people copping bricks to get the quick
For all my in the ground that got their wig blew

[Johnny 2
Yo it's the radical, mathematical,
Magnifico, money myth in Mexico
You try to me, yo, I'll bust you in your cherry whole
Still run the streets and now you feeling me in
I felt the from the highs to the very low
One day your counting money, next yo you digging
try to do this at home, this is professionals
Congressionals, street medal, winners
a point that's hollow, do you follow, wanna meet tomorrow?
What, greet the heffer with the pucker, sucker
Cut out your with a wink of an eye
ya die, make ya fly in the sky, you asking why?
While your souls over me, you owing me
You shouldn't owing me, not blowing me
Now your a big mystery, a casualty
Another faded memory, awful Bee
'cause I'm still breathing

You think that Pokaface is bluffing, ante up
And you ramming me with that iron, put your jammie up
You pointedly regret, I'll blaze you and your up
You on your ass for trying to show it, pull your panties up
Me and these cats we making a living making you don't
Information's not to be given, making sure you
Shit's real, now wanting to be dead, goes off in it clothes
ATF here, but scared to get close, like in
Nickel plate pros made men who make
My red eye don't ? but best believe it shakes
Reflex if i hear you disrespect the fashion
Fuck these niggas, like menage, them double action
Up to no good fellas, out a faux pas
Savage niggas, your cabbage into cole slaw
Using my dome, causes to notify your of kin
The snitch you for, he's in the trunk I left him in

Strictly for all the that's on the strip to get loot
For all my that don't ever trip to hit ?
For all my people copping bricks to get the quick
For all my niggas in the that got their wig blew
Strictly for all the chicks that's on the to get loot
For all my niggas that ever trip to hit ?
For all my people copping bricks to get the loot
For all my niggas in the that got their wig blew