Luyện nghe bài hát Homies & Thugs

1:
(scarface)
Ghetto remain violent all the killers remain silent
Niggaz strapped with 45's and smiling
And I'm driving to a place all rome'
The lake we houses but it's the hood we call home
In the ghetto the only place a will keep it real
We focused on the bill, still
The tend to disrespect the place
Where niggaz do struggling die with a straight face
Surviving, under conditions dinin'
You can run it but can't hide it so step
Its the nigga makin' music for the streets
Cause I love motherfucker like pussy with no sheets,
Cause it's
niggaz make it out the neighborhood and won't circle
And let the money make them nervous, the purpose?
A sitting on fat
Who done came up in the hood but he can't come
Fuck that, I remain in the street frame
On a mission to me and take aim
In position to let my know my life
Cause off in these streets I keep it but what's right?
Surviving, sitting on a key business on a beeper
I'm in this motherfucker deeper
Fear the reaper that no man born or woman me
Fuck being a in your army; though I'm a killer
the ghetto so that you can see
What I mean I say I love this cause it love me
Let it be, stop looking at motherfucker strange
And talking 'bout a change
is for my thug niggaz

(chorus x6)

This is for my and my thug niggaz (uuuuugh)

2
(master p)
'face, imagine us at mcdonald's
And me and you selling fucking tapes in the
Gold slug, a car of thug niggaz
inch wheels candy paint so we drug dealers
No limit to the fullest
See I was on some red beans the size of some bullets, huh
Real ghetto niggaz be stopped
Got me mixing up dope with j down at rap-a-lot
My tapped the feds on my tail
Got me luxury taxes on everything I build
True to the that's my life
You see house on the lake it's for the kids and the wife
You can test me if you
Cause I be niggaz off from new orleans to california
Rowdy like a (uuuuuugh)
Independant, black owned got hooked on this cocaine
You to see c.e.o.'s in a suit and tie
But we young niggaz in tennis shoes and
street millionaires
Niggas gonna be bout it till we gray in the wheel chair

x6

3:
(doracell)
It's alive, and i'mma be tha one
Make these niggas some
I come
Da don
Niggaz claiming this
Tatted on my wrist 86
What tha
I'm sitting in my cell stuck
to this shit my radio did
Shit, gotta the situation
Write a letta to the warden mothafuck all this time
Chasin' wit my occupation
Clean the nation
Lookin' for
The gangsta, the killa, and the all in one
Now me my muthafuckin' gun
Niggaz they invinsible
they dealin' wit tha muthafuckin' principle
Doracell
I ain't scared cause 2 pac got
I'm on
the muthafuckin' guilt
Thug