Luyện nghe bài hát Where My Thugz At

Buck buck fuck where my at?
Where the my thugs at?
Are you for war?
Got to be for war

march, pull out your weapon
Aim directly for the
the brain and make sure everything stop
And listen to the drop
As we steady poppin' round after
Off trumpets around us
Bailin' the motherfuckin' mud
And niggas on a mission

Shirt of bloodstains but I'm still livin'
'Cause I got the will and the
To make it out the killin' field alive and still
This the type of shit I make you want got our on
Knowin' and to die with our boots on
Dressed in fatigues this is we ain't no actors
We don't wear this shit for no

You'll see how real it is when we blasting
niggas always shoot real blanks
We in the tanks
If this was real they'd probably
How you to rumble
When you scared of what's in the jungle,
Why you them people you was killas

I put this on my dead
When jump we gon' tear it up
Torpedo one, bomb, torpedo two to see the
Military minded so win
Strategize, that's all I'm fuckin' is strategies
It's all about reality and that's me

Buck fuck where my thugs at?
the fuck my thugs at?
Are you for war?
Got to be for war

we fight, I use my mind to pin the situation
Makin' sure the enemies weak before we 'em
Then we 'em, organization is a factor
Comin, from the warrior the mad rapper
Makin, pushes out the bushes troopers attack
And the heads of the bring 'em back to me
If you you the first nigga dead and the field is gettin' deeper

Drama getting thicker so I pull my pistol
Kill 'em all if they on your team
But watch out for the spies trying to
The scene what I mean
We headed for the center
all the convicts and let the killas ride with us
Yeah, fuck some shit up and get rid of

The law of course voluntarily or by
This shit just on and on
It don't stop until the body rot and casket drop
In the W A R we are the mighty, the
The mighty, mighty ready
If they spittin' we send them bitches slugs
it's like that buck buck buck

Buck buck fuck my thugs at?
Where the fuck my at?
Are you for war?
Got to be for war

Thugs everywhere, you see niggas wanna be 'em
Meet the real thuggish, ruggish niggas out of
The warriors wild execution style
Find your smelling foul
I stay thugged out and enhance my mentality
Gotta keep my mental than a pencil

Got bullets in the clip and you in danger
If you anger me nigga you'll me the one that's in the
Paranoia, don't get too
I'll blow your head right off your shoulders
'Cause everything to me is war I'm in horror
I'll die before
(Fuck that)

with these niggas down to the last clip
Remember the dearly departed
poppin' at these coppers
And we'll drop 'em in honor
You can rest in peace, killas deceased
Where my at buck buck
Get 'em up so I can see 'em

Buck buck fuck my thugs at?
the fuck my thugs at?
Are you for war?
Got to be for war