Luyện nghe bài hát Thug Love

Nigga we doin' this shit Cleveland to L.A.
Nigga whatever you niggas want we it
Luv nigga what time is it?

I don't give a where you lay at
It's time to these bitch made niggas
They ain't even knowing what of niggas we is

Where my thugs at Thugs-N-Harmony
I know you niggas waiting for this shit for a long time
Well here it is here it is what you gone do with it

Well I must be close to the
You know that I won't fly that lesson
You taught me to pull out my
You and am I stressing it softly

Get 'em up off me all we wanted
Was harmony been 'em yell up outta my ghetto
I want settle get on my
They can't me or drop me nigga they got me fuck naw
Little Pac get and manage to damage all y'all

I'll about 'em and you don't really want it
'Cause they're cornered and I want 'em to up
I'd say that we came to shut 'em all down
So quick to test yes declare war

Roll and I'll blow I get the gun for the murder
Mo' horror for what the did it all for the cause
And I fin to pull a or pistol little nigga
Wit mine dem niggas it's on

All fall Bizzy gettin' bitches test me bless the floor
In any attempt to arrest me me Lord
Looking at with the last of my breath
follow my kids but don't sin in my steps

Yet the weapon is kept the best of my secrets
in the leaves I'm alone nigga believe
That I can see it if needed an if you really me in
Well let it be and get the and be runnnin' up over Cleveland

Ha ha ha what's poppin' nigga? Put your
Hand on your strap nigga, we can do this like and slug it out
Or be like punks and it out
Pull your strap on me nigga and you better be thug life baby

I'll be punished for hard livin' blind to the facts
Thugs is in Gods prison hand on the strap
Praying to please forgive me police be rushing when they see me
I flaunted most wanted live on TV life

Pleasure and pain stuck in this holler my name
We all gone die we bleed similar veins
You'se explain to me now don't panic my gun burst
Heard the last jam nigga this ones

My bone held the chrome till I came home
Thug Luv tell these bitch niggas bring it on
I caught a plane out to late last evening
To help my niggas up some niggas no longer breathing now

Who you in hit the weed and breathe it's a
Cold ass the world them niggas kill you in your
Until stop me bury murder me or drop me
I got Luv for my nationwide posse feel me

Little thug from the nigga never ran
Motherfuckers out to get me they understand
It's the number 1 nigga out a nation of niggas
Down to put in some do some dirt

Fuckin' round with the band Bone
down the road we stroll to meet karma
Everything I do it seem to cause
for the war like a knight in my armor bomb ya

So to test us nigga wanna crash me eat dust
For the love of the lust bustin' on us
Hit 'em up with he 12 gauge erupt
It's the Art Of War putting on the floor

When I'm through the door
Bringin' nothin' but
Causing much to the nigga that us
Trying to put a in this thugsta era

Paired up a nigga like Pac
And a like me gotta stay high
Thug Luv till I die my prayer to the sky
But I'm in the hood smoke and fry

So I beg the to save us all escapers of misery
my niggas in penitentiaries soldiers of the century

Here to get it told my to get the hell down
Down the dirt and we don't fuck around
Buck a couple of rounds and if you're
Through then hit the
And don't get up in the crossfire nigga

Artillery thick and you don't want to get to fuckin' with
I'm straight devil devil not a and pretend
I buck a little more flee the scene
'Fore the po-po know what you lookin' for

They know a motherfucker with a Leatherface hey
Man she I ran this way said I ran that way
You never know because I got away yeah

A criminal mind a on the level sometimes
So get high and your crime
Directly organized results you'll be surprised

Oh nigga can you feel the vibe we can
Playa hating niggas you to die
It's wit Bone better leave it alone
Mo I'm cracking' fuckin' domes

Still in the where the thugs play
wit nothin' but thugs man
Ain't taking no shorts or no
We crackin' them around my way

Give it to 'em on level nigga
Get a shovel you can dig a hole is dead
Infrared to the you can beg
But still gone bloody red

Fuck with mine will be see in the
'Cause we out ridin' for you
Better run for cover duck we about to bust
got the Infrared

Put it on his make some moves
flowers straight to his home
Put a card in the motherfucker it to his mama
Tell her he was dead wrong dead gone now he long gone

Pac Pac run wit us run wit us run wit us
Pac Pac run wit us Pac and RIP with Luv
Pac Pac run wit us run wit us run wit us
Pac Pac run wit us Pac and RIP with Luv

Pac Pac run wit us run wit us run wit us
Pac Pac run wit us Pac and RIP with Luv
Pac Pac run wit us run wit us run wit us
Pac Pac run wit us Pac and RIP with Luv