Luyện nghe bài hát Where My Thugz At

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

march, pull out your weapon
Aim for the heart
Buck the brain and make sure everything
And listen to the shells
As we steady round after round
Off trumpets around us
Bailin' through the mud
And rain on a mission

Shirt full of bloodstains but I'm livin'
I got the will and the skills
To make it out the field alive and killin' still
This the type of 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 wear this shit for no

see how real it is when we start blasting
Fake always shoot real blanks
We in the tanks
If this was they'd probably crumble
How you to rumble
When you scared of in the jungle, nigga
Why you them people you was killas

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

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

Before we fight, I use my mind to pin the
Makin' the enemies weak before we invade 'em
Then we break 'em, organization is a
Comin, from the warrior the mad rapper
Makin, pushes jump out the troopers attack
And the heads of the adversaries 'em back to me
If you scared you the first nigga dead and the field is deeper

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

The law of voluntarily or by force
This shit goes on and on
It don't stop 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 them bitches slugs
Back it's like that 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
the real thuggish, ruggish niggas out of Cleveland
The warriors wild execution style
Find your body smelling
I stay thugged out and enhance my thug
Gotta keep my mental than a pencil

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

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

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