Luyện nghe bài hát Thugz Cry

For the ghetto media, let
the light-skin fool ya', I will you up.

. . . the
cry
This is what it like [this is
what it sounds like, this is it sounds like . .
.] . . .
. . . when the cry [when
the thugs cry, when the cry].

Nigga we represent the planet get n
maybe the past would understand if they'd get
off ass and mash.
How do you manage? Paranoid, don't trust my
boyz watch for the and deploys envoys scopin
like a fiend. But
I'm smokin in the alleyz with ghetto guns and
erased my Watts, niggas in Cali take bullets to
the still rowdy Jesus
really never died, you crucified suicide. Who
am I? Local vocals going coast to coast.
move me right fo
sho deception my brethren but sunny days when
they get killed when they get tah steppin
'member the
close and the doctor said I time to myself on
the ocean frivolous thoughts but I'm brought up
of this independence
caught up sever evil intentions nobody
knows him the henchmen warrior, poet, never to
mention I love my
rebel we can get the stroke on, we can get the
on, we can get the on, we can get the stroke
on, the thugs cry.

This is it sounds like [this is
what it sounds like, is what it sounds like . .
.] . . .
on, come on,
on . . .]
. . . the thugs cry [when
the thugs cry, the thugs cry].
you ready,
ready,

We keepin the lights on at Ruthless and I
f**kin the boss lookin at me take your clothes
off but my go soft! never
mix business with sickness enemy see me flippin
in the picnic with your little and conquer but
my sister was to
her! Get off the dizznik, and up off my voice
me and my boyz give us a how could you ever

Sony that I was the
only one was noise ain't it a breech of
look in the gutter, unh, never judge yo book by
its cover, to the
muthaf**ka I......I studder but what if I
lost it and came in the office and noticed with
explosives on top of
Versace clothes give up the Krayzie's Picasso,
lil' like Caesar, Stack's like lil' Pesci N
Casino and don't give a
f**k! O I'm Gambino -n- the walkin dead up on
the wrong of the bed. Bible of survival triple
six rivals, six rival
member you said I read but I with killas, Niggaz
that'll bust in the you don't feel us strapped in
the bed, strapped up
the in the
realest, the realest, the realest.

This is what it sounds like is
what it sounds like, this is what it like . .
.] . . .
[Yeah, yeah, . . .
come on, come on, on.]
. . . when the cry [when
the cry, when the thugs cry].
you ready,
ready, Oh no!

It'll make your shake when it's too late soon
as you flipped off the safety this we all day
don't me you crazy, will
they sell me? Hell, naw! For this weepin'
widow be the demon so cheap and at least she go
peep dead in yo
pockets no sleep. Rollin' my crucifix Lucifer
usually uses the of these wicked tricks in the
school of these ghetto
and the fool of bitch's mist I say shame, shame,
shame. Enemies me actually I'm in the grain
ask Mr. these
casualties they're passin me by but I hear death
callin' when it's so cold in a room stallin'
come after me, we say
fucK all in the
battle we, we, battle we.

This is it sounds like [this is
what it sounds like, this is what it sounds . .
.] . . .
. . . when the cry [when
the thugs cry, when the cry].