Luyện nghe bài hát Thugz Cry

For the media, don't let
the light-skin fool ya', I f**k you up.

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

we represent the planet get schizophrenic n
panic the past would understand if they'd get
off ass and mash.
How do you manage? Paranoid, don't trust my
boyz watch for the plot and deploys envoys
like a fiend. But
I'm smokin in the alleyz with these guns and
erased my funds Watts, niggas in Cali take to
the brain still rowdy
really never died, you mutual suicide. Who
am I? Local with vocals going to coast.
Heaven'll me right fo
sho deception weather my brethren but days when
they get killed when they get tah steppin
the weapon's
close and the said I need time to myself on
the those frivolous thoughts but I'm brought up
full of this
caught up sever relentless evil nobody
knows him the henchmen warrior, poet, never to
mention I my lady
we can get the stroke on, we can get the stroke
on, we can get the on, we can get the stroke
on, when the cry.

This is what it sounds [this is
what it like, this is what it sounds like . .
.] . . .
on, come 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
the boss lookin at me sexy take your clothes
off but my dick'll go soft!
mix business with your enemy see me flippin
in the with your little divide and conquer but
my sister was to
her! Get off the dizznik, and up off my voice
me and my give us a choice how could you ever

tell that 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
muthaf**ka I......I didn't but what if I
lost it and came in the and nobody noticed with
liquid on top of
Versace clothes give up the ghost Picasso,
Layzie like Caesar, Stack's like lil' Pesci N
Casino and don't give a
f**k! O I'm Gambino -n- the walkin wake up on
the side of the bed. Bible of survival triple
six rivals, six rival
member you said I but I roll with killas, Niggaz
that'll bust in the club you don't us strapped in
the bed, pickin up
the in the
realest, the realest, the realest.

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

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

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