Luyện nghe bài hát Thugz Cry

For the media
Don't let the light skin y'all
I will you up

Chorus: Bone

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

One: Bizzy Bone

Nigga we the planet get schizophrenic n panic
Maybe the past would
If get off there ass and mash
How do you
Paranoid, don't even my boyz
Watch for the plot and envoys
Scopin a dope fiend
But I'm smokin in the
With these ghetto guns and erase my
Watts in Cali take bullets to the brain
rowdy, Jesus really never died
You crucified suicide, who am I?
with vocals going coast to coast
Heaven'll me right fo sho
Deception my brethren
but days when they parlay
Get killed they get to steppin
the wepon's close
and the doctor
I need time to on the ocean
frivolous thoughts
But I'm up of this independent
Caught up sever
Evil intentions knows him
Even the warrior, poet,
did mention
I love my rebel
We can get this on, we can get this stroke on,
and we can get this on, and we can get this stroke on.

Verse Two: Bizzy

We the light on at Ruthless and
I ain't the boss
at me sexy
Take clothes off
but my go soft!
Never mix bussiness with sickness
see me flipin in the picnic
with your divide and conquer
but my sister was ready to her!
Get off the dizznik and off my
Me and my
Give us a
How you tell Sony that i was the
only one making
it a breech of trust
Look in the gutter,unh, judge yo book
by cover word to the motherfucka
I....I didn't stutter but what if I it and
came in the office and noticed
with explosive on top of Versace
clothes give up the
Krayzie's Picasso, lil' Layzie Caesar,
Stacks lil' Pesi N Casino and
don't give a fuck! O
I'm -n- the walkin dead
up on the wrong side of the bed
Bible of survival six rivals, triple six rivals
Member you said I read but rode
Killas, Niggas that'll bust in tha club you
feels us in the bed
Strapped pickin up the in the realist,
the realist, the realist, the realist.

Verse Three: Bizzy

It'll make your body shake when it's too late as
you off the saftey baby this we all day
tell me you crazy
Will they sell me? Naw!
For the reason this widow be the demon
so cheap and at least she go peepin go deep
dead in yo pockets no
Rollin my crucifix Lucifer usually uses
the rule of these wicked tricks in the
of these ghetto games and the 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 when so cold in the room
stalling better come after me
We say y'all
all in the we, battle we, battle we.

When
When
When
When
When
thugz
When
When
When cry