Luyện nghe bài hát Where My Thugz At

Buck buck fuck 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
the brain and make sure everything stop
And to the shells drop
As we steady poppin' round after
Off trumpets fade us
Bailin' the motherfuckin' mud
And rain on a mission

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

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

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

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

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

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

The law of voluntarily or by force
This shit goes on and on
It don't stop until the 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 bitches slugs
Back it's like buck buck buck

Buck fuck where my thugs at?
the fuck 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 niggas out of
The warriors wild execution style
Find your body 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 me the one that's in the chamber
Paranoia, get too close
I'll blow fuckin' head right off your shoulders
everything to me is war I'm livin' in horror
I'll die captured
(Fuck that)

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

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