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 like . .
.] . . .
. . . when the thugs cry
the thugs cry, when the cry].

Nigga we represent the planet get n
panic the past would understand if they'd get
off ass and mash.
How do you manage? Paranoid, don't even my
boyz for the plot and deploys envoys scopin
a dope fiend. But
I'm smokin in the alleyz with ghetto guns and
my funds Watts, niggas in Cali take bullets to
the brain still Jesus
really never died, you crucified suicide. Who
am I? with vocals going coast to coast.
move me right fo
sho deception weather my but sunny days when
they get killed when they get tah steppin
the weapon's
close and the doctor said I need time to on
the those frivolous thoughts but I'm brought up
of this independence
caught up sever evil intentions nobody
knows him the henchmen warrior, poet, never to
mention I my lady
rebel we can get the 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 sounds like, this is what it like . .
.] . . .
on, come on,
on . . .]
. . . the thugs cry [when
the cry, when the thugs cry].
you ready,
ready,

We keepin the lights on at Ruthless and I
the boss lookin at me sexy take your clothes
off but my go soft! never
mix business with your sickness see me flippin
in the picnic with little divide and conquer but
my was ready to
bomb her! Get off the dizznik, and up off my
me and my boyz give us a choice how could you

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

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

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

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