Luyện nghe bài hát No Pretender

[Krayzie
We no
We no
We bang

No surrender, no
II Tru my come thick
Family us
You don't see this Mo' Thug clique
To to be faded
Just by them foes
Throw blows, bow hoes
Mo' Thug this like pros
I'm too
Never me slippin' muthafucka set up
II Tru to my day
with AJay
Mo' love nigga what
You got your blue
You got nine
But if you pop one
My trues comin' back uptight and I'm a end
I'm but
One of the best
in your ear
Fillin' the air with but potent ass bud smells

We with Bone hit the deck
On the worst of the
with the .38 and TEC
Hey man how we love them
gotta dump 'em
But when we find the muthafuckin'
'em
Head for the ditch
Victims say we got a to snitch
to the cut so we can break the bitch
How you want the
Red on on this blue fried
When he died we showed the nigga he never ride
Or with the souljahs
glide on the Clair side
Runnin' gauges
your pages
Fuck the
Shoulda known not to fuck with the all militant
Hell yeah we chill but we ill to defence of
Still can't the way we roll
In the so cold
Eveybody's singin' the devil's song along the

Nikke]
I'm takin' the lives of all them seargents, we pin this
How far are you to go
When you test us we test boy
part the sea and pin the scriptures we read 'em
Gotta get 'em where it
Gotta get their first
Now my be the envy in me
I'm your soul to burn in hell
And dwell and tell the past who put you
Your family was to follow
As I complete my on your people
God bless the children
It was never personal
Better to the Lord for your soul
Run away the tunnel of the light
Can you see me see me

Bone]
Boy you believe it
people fin to feel it
When the coffin top the box lock shut
Toss 'em in the back of the
And I wish I watch the cop's crooked body rott
And thugs will all in
the world
Collect the minds of all the little and boys
And pearls to a dimension
really is just us fuck the system
Is ya me now
'Cause I got time
To be fuckin' with the street leakin' mind
You know cool to be thuggin' on '99
I parlay bustas and niggas that's on the grind
Niggas tryin' to creep up on ah up
But I betcha nigga my way you sprayed
You we was real
We really do smoke
We do all our own
cops a whole bunch
So wanna die
So we fin to 'em
Hit the copper chop 'em up the M-11
Now feel the
We the T-H-U-G be souljah
is sure we got the real shit for ya
Never respect 'em to blow 'em out ya town now
Come on y'all we a pow pow
That gauge that gauge we spray they lay lay
What a day
Get up and fuck 'em on up
When they pull you to and they tryin' to put the cuffs on
the perfect time to get it pump
Then you up in the glove
Hold your breath get ya buss on
Let 'em feel the
Or the sound
Of the twelve gauge
Destruction we've
Now the peelin' is through and we got pay

Bone]
We no
We no
We bang