Luyện nghe bài hát Mangled

You muthafuckas see me,
nigga put glasses on
because run up in ya fuckin face,
its too late,
to try to run and try to get
dont try ya vision cause thats straight;
you in the presence of face,
the average mutha fuckin thug,
had to spit if for fun bad witta gun,
so run run run,
but its just that many slugs comin and you'll be done,

before we get started
the war cause its the art of it,

and we'll bomb shit,
before you even we the niggas with the problem witcha,
mista sawed off, bow down and kiss this, click click, wassup!
what you niggas really wanna do get the up!
muthafuckas shoulda neva put my in they mouth,

but ima get it out i buck buck,
and you explode!

ya head ya connection no mo,
hit tha flo,
nigga realize until they been showed,
they been told,

time after time and they still actin like they know,
so you roll,
dont get blowed away and away,
in a box up that dirt,

in tha coffin just to be safe,
how we play,

down with the every time we do it
im tha nigga rollin with a tec and ill use it
so be choosy and be stupid,
walk into it,
when you see the rollin by yall betta move it,
now i excuse me,
make me bust a u-turn and come back with tha uzi,
turn the into a movie,
and you the first nigga for the credits even roll up,

i play tha killer in the picture and you know im gon cause its my script, duh
and produced by me, the original t-h-u-g,
when you look in the for the meaning of thug, muthafuckas should see me

now did ya see me? (did ya see me?)
do ya feel it? (do ya feel it?)
if im and im singin bout a nigga gon kill 'im, gon kill 'im,
it and let me hit it,

i it at a fuckin nigga right at him with a pistol or a lyric,
now you caught up in the of the crossfire, and now ya life's in danger,
get him wrap his neck some barbwire,

hang um dangle,
you can run and but we covered every angle,
when the fly niggas bodies

get mangled.... mangled... mangled....