Luyện nghe bài hát Thugz Cry

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

Chorus: Bizzy

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

One: Bizzy Bone

Nigga we represent the planet get schizophrenic n
Maybe the would understand
If they'd get off there ass and
How do you
Paranoid, don't trust my boyz
Watch for the plot and delays
Scopin a dope fiend
But I'm in the alleyz
With ghetto guns and erase my funds
Watts niggas in take bullets to the brain
Still rowdy, really never died
You mutual suicide, who am I?
Local with going coast to coast
move me right fo sho
Deception my brethren
but sunny days they parlay
Get when they get to steppin
Member the close
and the said
I need to myself on the ocean
Those frivolous
But I'm up of this independent
Caught up relentless
Evil nobody knows him
Even the warrior, poet,
did mention
I love my rebel
We can get stroke on, we can get this stroke on,
and we can get this stroke on, and we can get stroke on.

Verse Bizzy Bone

We the light on at Ruthless and
I ain't fuckin the
at me sexy
Take your off
but my go soft!
Never mix bussiness your sickness
Enemy see me in the picnic
with lil' divide 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 Sony i was the
only one making
Ain't it a breech of
in the gutter,unh, never judge yo book
by it's cover word to the
I....I didn't stutter but what if I it and
in the office and nobody noticed
with liquid on top of Versace
give up the ghost
Krayzie's Picasso, lil' like Caesar,
Stacks lil' Pesi N Casino and
Wish give a fuck! O
I'm Gambino -n- the walkin
Woke up on the wrong of the bed
Bible of Triple six rivals, triple six rivals
Member you said I read but with
Killas, that'll bust in tha club you don't
feels us in the bed
pickin up the kids in the realist,
the realist, the realist, the realist.

Verse Three: Bone

It'll make body shake when it's too late soon as
you flipped off the baby this we all day
tell me you crazy
Will they sell me? Naw!
For the this weepin widow be the demon
so cheap and at least she go peepin go deep
in yo pockets no sleep
Rollin with my crucifix Lucifer usually
the rule of these wicked tricks in the
of ghetto games and the fool of this bitch mist
I say shame, shame, shame.
attacking me
Actually I'm in the grain ask Mr.
These casualties well they're me by
but I hear death callin it's so cold in the room
who's stalling come after me
We say y'all
all in the we, battle we, battle we.

When
When
thugz
When
When
thugz
When
thugz
When cry