Luyện nghe bài hát Thugz Cry

For the ghetto
Don't let the light skin y'all
I fuck you up

Bizzy Bone

This is what it sounds like, thugz cry (3X)
is what it sounds like
when thugz cry, thugz cry
This is it sounds like, when thugz cry (4X)
is what it sounds 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 there ass and
How do you
Paranoid, even trust my boyz
for the plot and delays envoys
Scopin like a dope
But I'm in the alleyz
With these guns and erase my funds
Watts niggas in Cali take to the brain
Still rowdy, Jesus really never
You crucified suicide, who am I?
Local with vocals coast to coast
Heaven'll me right fo sho
Deception weather my
but sunny days when they
Get killed when they get to
Member the close
and the doctor
I need time to on the ocean
frivolous thoughts
But I'm up of this independent
up sever relentless
Evil intentions nobody him
the henchmen warrior, poet,
never did
I my lady rebel
We can get this stroke on, we can get this on,
and we can get this stroke on, and we can get stroke on.

Verse Two: Bizzy

We the light on at Ruthless and
I fuckin the boss
at me sexy
Take your off
but my go soft!
Never mix bussiness with your
Enemy see me in the picnic
with your lil' and conquer
but my was ready to bomb her!
Get off the dizznik and off my
Me and my
Give us a
How could you tell that i was the
one making noise
Ain't it a of trust
Look in the gutter,unh, judge yo book
by it's cover word to the
I....I didn't stutter 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,
Stacks like lil' N Casino and
don't give a fuck! O
I'm Gambino -n- the walkin
up on the wrong side of the bed
Bible of survival Triple six rivals, triple six
Member you I read but rode with
Killas, that'll bust in tha club you don't
us strapped in the bed
Strapped up the kids 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 baby this we all day
Don't me you crazy
Will sell me? Hell Naw!
For the this weepin widow be the demon
so cheap and at least she go peepin go peep
in yo pockets no sleep
Rollin with my crucifix Lucifer uses
the rule of these wicked in the school
of these ghetto games and the fool of this mist
I say shame, shame, shame.
Enemies me
Actually I'm in the grain ask Mr.
These well they're passin me by
but I hear death callin it's so cold in the room
who's stalling better come me
We say fuck
all in the we, battle we, battle we.

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thugz
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