Luyện nghe bài hát Thug Luv

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

They ain't even knowing what type of we is
Where my thugs at? thugs-n-harmony
I know you been waiting for this for a long time
Well, here it is, nigga. Here it is. you gonna do with 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
was harmony, been bombing em
Yell up out of my ghetto, I won't settle, get on my
can't stop me and pop me
Nigga, they got me? no
Little Pac gets schizophrenic, and to damage all y'all
I'll talk about 'em, and you don't really 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! They did it all, pause 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
Bless the floor, and any to arrest me, stress me
Lord, looking at death with the of my breath
Follow, follow, my kids!
No, sin in my steps!
Yet the weapon is kept the best of my secrets
in the reach, I'm alone. Nigga believe
That I can see it, if needed, and if you with me
And well then let it be, get the and we running up over Cleveland

Ha, ha! poppin', nigga?
Put your hands on your strap, nigga
Luv, nigga. Yeah, we can do this like gangstas and slug it out
Or do this punks and punk 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 in God's prison, hands on the strap
Praying so Father please forgive me! Police be rushing they see me
I flaunt it: America's Most Wanted, on T.V
Life: pleasure and pain, stuck in this game, my name!
We all gon' die, we through similar veins
Please explain to me, now. Don't panic when my guns
the last jam, nigga? This one's worse!
My nigga Bone held the chrome 'til I home
Thug Luv players tell these bitch "bring it on"
I a plane out to Cleveland late last evening
To help my niggas clean up some niggas no breathin'
Now, who do you in? Hit the weed and breathe
It's a cold-ass niggas kill you in your sleep
Watch me until stop me, bury, murder me or drop me
I got Luv for my nationwide posse. Feel me!

Little from the Land, nigga, never ran
Muthafuckas out to get me. They don't
the #1 nigga out with a nation of niggas
Down to put it some work and do some
Fuckin' around with the Bone Thugs-n-Harmony
down the road, we stroll 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 wanna crash me, eat
For the of the lust, niggas busting on us
Hit 'em up with the buck, eruptions!
It's the Art of War, putting on the floor
When I'm coming through the door, nothing but terror
Causing much pain to the nigga that us
Tried to put a twist in this thugsta era. up
With a nigga like Pac, and a nigga like me: gotta stay
Thug luv 'til I die, keep my to the sky
But I'm still in the hood, and fry
So I beg the Lord save us all: 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 fuck around
Buck a couple a rounds, and if passing through
hit the ground and don't get caught up in the crossfire, nigga
Artillery thick, and you don't get to fucking with this
I'm devil, not a punk and pretend
I reload, a little mo'
the scene 'fore the po-po even know
"So, who ya looking for?" They know!
A with a leatherface
Hey, man, she said I ran way, said I ran that a way
Ya hoes'll never know I got away
A mind to keep a nigga on the level
I get high and analyze your crime
Correctly organized and with results, be surprised

Oh, nigga, can you feel the vibe? We can
Playa hating niggas, you got to die, it's right
It's with Bone, better leave it alone
Mo Thugs crack their fuckin' domes
Still in the hood, where the thugs
Fuckin' with nothing but thugs,
Ain't taking no shorts or no
We cracking domes around my way
Give it to 'em on level, nigga, get a shovel
You can dig a hole; is dead!
to your head. You can beg, you go fled
But still gonna bloody red
with mine, we'll be seen in the moonlight
'Cause we out riding, for you
run for cover, nigga, duck!
We about to bust. got the infrared, put it on his forehead
Makes a move, send flowers straight to his
Put a in the muthafucka, send it to his mama
Tell her he was dead wrong, dead wrong, now he long gone, long

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