Luyện nghe bài hát Thug Luv

Nigga, we doing this from Cleveland to LA
Nigga whatever you niggas want, we it!
Thug Luv, nigga. What is it?
Yo, I don't give a where you lay at
Nigga, time to slay these bitch-made niggas!

ain't even knowing what type of niggas we is
Where my thugs at? Bone
I know you niggas been for this for a long time
Well, here it is, nigga. Here it is. What you gonna do it?

Well, it be close to the Armageddon, Lord
Know that I fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out my you brought me
And I'm not stressing it
Get 'em up off me, all we
Wanted was harmony, been em
up out of my ghetto, I won't settle, get on my level
They stop me and pop me
Nigga, got me? Fuck no
Little Pac gets schizophrenic, and manage to all y'all
I'll about 'em, and you don't really want it
'Cause they're cornered, and I'm want 'em to not
I'd rather say that we to shut 'em all down
So quick to test, bullet, yes, war
Roll, I'll when I get the gun for the murder
Mo' horror! Why? They did it all, for the cause
And I finna to pull a 9 or pistol, and lit a nigga mine
Fuck them niggas, on
All y'all fall! getting bitches to test me
the floor, and any attempt to arrest me, stress me
Lord, looking at death with the last of my
Follow, follow, my kids!
No, sin in my steps!
Yet the weapon is with the best of my secrets
in the reach, I'm alone. Nigga believe
That I can see it, if needed, and if you really me
And well then let it be, get the and we running up over Cleveland

Ha, ha! poppin', nigga?
Put muthafucking hands on your strap, nigga
Luv, nigga. Yeah, we can do this like gangstas and slug it out
Or do this like punks and it out
Pull strap on me, nigga, you better kill me!
life, baby. Thug Luv

I'll probably be punished for hard living, blind to the
Thugs is convicts in prison, hands on the strap
Praying so Father please me! Police be rushing when they see me
I flaunt it: America's Most Wanted, on T.V
Life: pleasure and pain, stuck in game, holler my name!
We all gon' die, we bleed through veins
Please explain to me, now. Don't panic my guns burst
Heard the jam, nigga? This one's worse!
My nigga Bone held the chrome 'til I home
Thug Luv tell these bitch niggas "bring it on"
I caught a out to Cleveland late last evening
To help my niggas clean up some niggas no longer
Now, who do you believe in? Hit the and breathe
It's a cold-ass world; niggas you in your sleep
Watch me until they me, bury, murder me or drop me
I got Thug Luv for my nationwide posse. me!

thug from the Land, nigga, never ran
Muthafuckas out to get me. They understand
It's the #1 nigga out with a nation of
Down to put it some work and do dirt
Fuckin' around with the band Thugs-n-Harmony
Follow down the road, we to meet karma
Everything I do, it seem to drama
Ready for the war a knight in my armor, bomb ya!
So quick to test us, nigga crash me, eat dust
For the of the lust, niggas busting on us
Hit 'em up with the buck, eruptions!
It's the Art of War, niggas on the floor
When I'm coming through the door, nothing but terror
Causing much to the nigga that dared us
Tried to put a twist in this era. Paired up
With a nigga like Pac, and a nigga me: gotta stay high
Thug luv 'til I die, keep my to the sky
But I'm still in the hood, and fry
So I beg the save us all: escapers of misery
Bless my in penitentiaries, soldiers of the century, yeah

Here to get it, told my niggas they get the hell
Down with the dirt, and we don't fuck
Buck a couple a rounds, and if your through
Then hit the ground and don't get up in the crossfire, nigga
Artillery thick, and you don't wanna get to fucking with
I'm straight devil, not a and pretend
I reload, buck a mo'
Flee the scene 'fore the po-po know
"So, who ya for?" They don't know!
A with a leatherface
Hey, man, she said I ran this way, I ran that a way
Ya hoes'll never because I got away
A criminal mind to keep a nigga on the
Sometimes I get high and analyze crime
organized and with results, you'll be surprised

Oh, nigga, can you feel the We can ride
Playa niggas, you got to die, it's only right
It's over Bone, better leave it alone
Mo come crack their fuckin' domes
Still in the hood, the thugs play
Fuckin' nothing but thugs, mane
Ain't taking no or no losses
We them domes around my way
Give it to 'em on level, nigga, get a shovel
You can dig a bitches is dead!
to your head. You can beg, you go fled
But still gonna bloody red
Fuck mine, we'll be seen in the moonlight
'Cause we out riding, for you
run for cover, nigga, duck!
We about to bust. Straight got the infrared, put it on his
Makes a move, send straight to his home
Put a card in the muthafucka, it to his mama
her he was dead wrong, dead wrong, now he long gone, long gone

Pac Pac run with us, run us, run with us!
Pac Pac run with us! Pac and Rip with Luv
Pac Pac run us, run with us, run with us!
Pac Pac run with us! Pac and Rip with Luv
Pac Pac run us, run with us, run with us!
Pac Pac run with us! Pac and Rip Thug Luv
Pac Pac run with us, run us, run with us!
Pac Pac run with us! Pac and Rip Thug Luv