Luyện nghe bài hát Illegal Amigos

1]
No nutt's no glory, hear the story
I'll be on stage, you kill that punk for me
Drink some more forty, my Lil' Shorty
Pick out ride, Luxturious or Sporty
Money is no object for this project
You always have my back, my number one
Caballo a low-low that like a hot check
Watch the time fly on dimond lace novato
Me, I'm in tha two tone corvette
My third wife, ain't even yet
I'm Dope House Records, band outta
niggaz eatin MC's for breakfast
Relentless, when hand me tha steal
Get your killed, like amid-divil
I pimp two bitches Mary and Snow White...
The ink in my pen shoot poison from a pipe

(Chorus 1)
(Who can with Illegal Amigos)
Amigos, from LB's tha Kilos
(Who can hang with Amigos)
Amigos, stackin 'em c-noes

2]
C-Frawn, I'm a face, is it tha place?
billers
To get my pocket, but big face
See me rollin in streets
With these killas
Get on my lap, a left on Hillah
Givin out, en dath, yo SPM pass me tha gap
So i can show there mothafuckers my heart is at
Cath me in tha back of that
on my C-Noes
Blowin all this smoke, Straight flowin out tha
JP, where tha fuck we gone go
I thought you knew we blowin two sticks of
No turnin back bro, continue on my hustle
I comin up show
maintain, ain't that right Hoe Ohh!!!
Chillin with them masters
You see my at the
Pushin off that dragons stick it
With that V and it
Puta! you even see me
bout, ain't that Chuy from tha T.V...

2:
(Who can hang Illegal Amigos)
Illegal puttin down our peoples
(Who can hang Illegal Amigos)
Illegal amigos incognito...

amigos, yeah!
They be my people, we connected dots
3]
Extensions from kilos
As my nio, he know
How to 100 thousand dollas
A week, startin' from
Now we got connections from to L.A. (L.A.)
House of then Key's to Key's
The holly West, we got Matigo Bay (Matigo Bay)
We big ballin', that's what I'm my people
And I still keep my on my K-Sam...
Afilliated, La Colecta, Amigos
Blunt Master's, C's, South Park
Pround, Dino, and my boy K-Sam
Chuy Loco, Falcon, and Mischis
Outlaw, Hudlam, Capon, and the
Big Ballin...!
amigos, tha mexican connection
Everything from Key's to pounds to Weapons

(Chorus 1)

I done cook my coke up and my is low punk
4]
As the sun goes down we to post up
Don't fight the fillin, aventually you in
SPM, tha world that you live in
Street raise for combat, where tha bomb at
I go all out, walk down the wrong
Fuck and all that, bitches is a draw back
Gone South, Knew what I'm torn
Ya'll down my padential, my
I twist ya niggas up pretzels
Man soy? Carlos Coy
80 G's a month stayin
'em softly, raisin 'em off me
They me if I'm the best
I tell 'em
I promise Imma show your bitch ass what is...
You fellas, just on my dick like relish

(Chorus 2