Luyện nghe bài hát Thugz Cry

For the ghetto media, let
the light-skin fool ya', I will you up.

. . . the
cry
This is it sounds like [this is
what it sounds like, this is what it sounds . .
.] . . .
. . . the thugs cry [when
the cry, when the thugs cry].

we represent the planet get schizophrenic n
panic maybe the past would understand if get
off ass and mash.
How do you Paranoid, don't even trust my
boyz watch for the plot and envoys scopin
a dope fiend. But
I'm smokin in the with these ghetto guns and
erased my funds Watts, in Cali take bullets to
the still rowdy Jesus
really never died, you mutual suicide. Who
am I? Local vocals going coast to coast.
Heaven'll me right fo
sho deception my brethren but sunny days when
parlay get killed when they get tah steppin
'member the
close and the said I need time to myself on
the ocean frivolous thoughts but I'm brought up
of this independence
caught up sever relentless evil intentions
knows him the henchmen warrior, poet, never to
mention I my lady
rebel we can get the stroke on, we can get the
on, we can get the on, we can get the stroke
on, the thugs cry.

This is it sounds like [this is
what it like, this is what it sounds like . .
.] . . .
[Come on, on,
on . . .]
. . . the thugs cry [when
the cry, when the thugs cry].
you ready,
ready,

We keepin the on at Ruthless and I ain't
f**kin the boss lookin at me sexy take clothes
off but my go soft! never
mix business with sickness enemy see me flippin
in the picnic with your little divide and but
my sister was to
bomb her! Get off the dizznik, and up off my
me and my boyz us a choice how could you ever

tell Sony I was the
only one was making noise ain't it a of
trust in the gutter, unh, never judge yo book by
its cover, to the
I......I didn't studder but what if I
lost it and came in the and nobody noticed with
liquid on top of
Versace clothes up the ghost Krayzie's Picasso,
lil' Layzie like Caesar, like lil' Pesci N
Casino and don't give a
f**k! O I'm -n- the walkin dead wake up on
the side of the bed. Bible of survival triple
six rivals, triple six
member you said I read but I roll killas, Niggaz
that'll bust in the you don't feel us strapped in
the bed, strapped up
the in the
realest, the realest, the realest.

This is what it sounds like is
what it sounds like, this is what it sounds . .
.] . . .
[Yeah, yeah, . . .
come on, come on, on.]
. . . when the cry [when
the cry, when the thugs cry].
you ready,
ready, Oh no!

It'll make your body when it's too late soon
as you off the safety baby this we all day
don't me you crazy, will
they sell me? Hell, naw! For reason this
be the demon so cheap and at least she peepin go
peep dead in yo
pockets no sleep. Rollin' with my Lucifer
usually uses the rule of these tricks in the
school of these games
and the fool of bitch's mist I say shame, shame,
shame. Enemies me actually I'm in the grain
ask Mr. Majesty
casualties they're passin me by but I hear death
callin' when it's so cold in a room stallin'
come after me, we say
fucK all in the
battle we, we, battle we.

This is what it like [this is
what it sounds like, this is what it sounds . .
.] . . .
. . . when the thugs cry
the cry, when the thugs cry].