Luyện nghe bài hát Thugz Cry

For the ghetto
Don't let the light skin fool
I will you up

Chorus: Bone

This is what it sounds like, when cry (3X)
This is it sounds like
when thugz cry, thugz cry
is what it sounds like, when thugz cry (4X)
This is what it like
when thugz cry, when cry

Verse One: Bizzy

Nigga we the planet get schizophrenic n panic
Maybe the would understand
If they'd get off ass and mash
How do you
Paranoid, don't even trust my
Watch for the plot and delays
Scopin like a dope
But I'm smokin in the
With these guns and erase my funds
niggas in Cali take bullets to the brain
Still rowdy, really never died
You mutual suicide, who am I?
Local vocals going coast to coast
Heaven'll move me fo sho
weather my brethren
but sunny days they parlay
Get killed they get to steppin
Member the close
and the said
I need time to on the ocean
frivolous thoughts
But I'm up of this independent
up sever relentless
Evil nobody knows him
Even the warrior, poet,
never did
I love my rebel
We can get this stroke on, we can get stroke on,
and we can get this stroke on, and we can get this on.

Verse Two: Bizzy

We keepin the light on at and
I ain't fuckin the
lookin at me
Take your off
but my go soft!
Never mix bussiness with your
see me flipin in the picnic
with your lil' and conquer
but my sister was ready to her!
Get off the dizznik and off my
Me and my
us a choice
How could you tell that i was the
one making noise
Ain't it a of trust
Look in the gutter,unh, never yo book
by it's word to the motherfucka
I....I stutter but what if I lost it and
came in the and nobody noticed
with liquid explosive on top of
clothes up the ghost
Krayzie's Picasso, Layzie like Caesar,
Stacks like lil' N Casino and
Wish don't a fuck! O
I'm Gambino -n- the dead
Woke up on the wrong of the bed
Bible of survival Triple six rivals, triple six
Member you said I read but rode
Killas, that'll bust in tha club you don't
us strapped in the bed
Strapped pickin up the in the realist,
the realist, the realist, the realist.

Verse Bizzy Bone

It'll make your body when it's too late soon as
you flipped off the saftey baby we all day
Don't tell me you
Will they me? Hell Naw!
For the reason this widow be the demon
so cheap and at least she go go peep deep
in yo pockets no sleep
Rollin with my crucifix usually uses
the rule of these wicked in the school
of these ghetto and the fool of this bitch mist
I say shame, shame, shame.
attacking me
Actually I'm in the ask Mr. Majesty
These well they're passin me by
but I hear death callin when it's so in the room
who's stalling better after me
We say fuck
all in the battle we, battle we, we.

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When
When
thugz
When
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When
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