Luyện nghe bài hát Thugz Cry

For the ghetto
let the light skin fool y'all
I fuck you up

Chorus: Bone

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

Verse One: Bizzy

Nigga we represent the planet get schizophrenic n
the past would understand
If they'd get off ass and mash
How do you
Paranoid, even trust my boyz
for the plot and delays envoys
Scopin a dope fiend
But I'm smokin in the
these ghetto guns and erase my funds
Watts niggas in take bullets to the brain
Still rowdy, Jesus never died
You crucified suicide, who am I?
Local vocals going coast to coast
Heaven'll move me fo sho
Deception weather my
but sunny days when they
Get killed when get to steppin
the wepon's close
and the doctor
I need time to on the ocean
Those frivolous
But I'm brought up of this
up sever relentless
Evil intentions knows him
the henchmen 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 stroke on.

Verse Two: Bizzy

We the light on at Ruthless and
I ain't fuckin the
at me sexy
Take clothes off
but my go soft!
Never mix bussiness with your
Enemy see me flipin in the
with your lil' divide and
but my sister was to bomb her!
Get off the dizznik and off my
Me and my
us a choice
How you tell Sony that i was the
only one making
Ain't it a breech of
Look in the gutter,unh, judge yo book
by it's cover to the motherfucka
I....I didn't stutter but what if I it and
in the office and nobody noticed
with explosive on top of Versace
give up the ghost
Krayzie's Picasso, Layzie like Caesar,
like lil' Pesi N Casino and
Wish give a fuck! O
I'm Gambino -n- the dead
Woke up on the wrong of the bed
Bible of Triple six rivals, triple six rivals
Member you said I but rode with
Killas, Niggas bust in tha club you don't
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 too late soon as
you flipped off the baby this we all day
tell me you crazy
Will they sell me? Naw!
For the reason weepin widow be the demon
so cheap and at least she go peepin go deep
dead in yo no sleep
Rollin with my crucifix Lucifer usually
the rule of these tricks in the school
of ghetto games and the fool of this bitch mist
I say shame, shame, shame.
attacking me
Actually I'm in the ask Mr. Majesty
casualties well they're passin me by
but I hear death callin when it's so in the room
who's better come after me
We say fuck
all in the battle we, battle we, we.

When
When
thugz
When
When
thugz
When
thugz
When cry