Luyện nghe bài hát Where My Thugz At

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

Forward march, pull out your
Aim for the heart
Buck the brain and make sure stop
And listen to the shells
As we steady poppin' round round
Off fade around us
Bailin' the motherfuckin' mud
And rain niggas on a

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

You'll see how real it is we start blasting
Fake niggas always real blanks
We in the steel
If this was real they'd probably
How you come to
When you scared of in the jungle, nigga
Why you tell people you was killas

I put on my dead thugs
When they jump we tear it up
one, bomb, torpedo two to see the destruction
Military minded so win
Strategize, that's all I'm fuckin' 'bout is
all about reality and nigga that's me

Buck buck fuck my thugs at?
the fuck my thugs at?
Are you ready for
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 break 'em, is a factor
Comin, the warrior slash the mad rapper
Makin, pushes out the bushes troopers attack
And the heads of the bring 'em back to me
If you scared you the first nigga dead and the is gettin' deeper

Drama thicker so I pull my pistol quicker
Kill 'em all if ain't on your team
But out for the spies trying to infiltrate
The know what I mean
We for the justice center
Free all the and let the killas ride with us
Yeah, fuck some shit up and get rid of

The law of course or by force
shit just goes on and on
It don't until the body rot and they casket drop
In the W A R we are the mighty, the
The mighty, warriors ready
If they spittin' we gone send them slugs
Back like that buck buck buck

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

Thugs everywhere, you see them niggas be 'em
Meet the real thuggish, ruggish out of Cleveland
The wasteland warriors wild execution
Find your smelling foul
I stay thugged out and enhance my thug
Gotta keep my sharper than a pencil

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

Fuckin' with these down to the last clip
the casualties dearly departed
Keep at these coppers
And we'll drop 'em in your
You can in peace, your killas deceased
Where my thugs at buck
Get 'em up so I can see 'em

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