Luyện nghe bài hát No Pretender

[Krayzie
We no
We no
We bang

No surrender, no
II Tru my crew thick
Family us
You wanna see this Mo' Thug clique
To to be faded
Just hated by them
Throw blows, bow hoes
Mo' Thug handle this pros
I'm too
Never catch me slippin' set up
II Tru to my day
Rollin' AJay
Mo' Thug love what
You got blue suit
You got nine
But if you pop one
My trues comin' back and I'm a end mine
I'm but
One of the females
Pumpin' in ear
Fillin' the air nothin' but potent ass bud smells

We strapped with Bone hit the
On the of the wreck
Strapped the .38 and TEC
Hey man how we love TEC's
gotta dump 'em
But when we the muthafuckin' snitch
'em
Head for the ditch
say we got a snake to snitch
Goin' to the cut so we can break the
How you want the
Red on on blue suit fried
When he died we showed the nigga he could ride
Or with the souljahs
glide on the Clair side
Runnin' with
your pages
Fuck the
Shoulda known not to fuck with the all militant
Hell yeah we chill but we ill to of livin'
Still can't help the way we
In the land so
singin' the devil's song along the road

[Boogy
I'm takin' the lives of all them seargents, we pin this
How far are you to go
When you us we test nuts boy
Better part the sea and pin the we read 'em
get 'em where it hurt
Gotta get their first
Now my subject be the in me
I'm wantin' your soul to in hell
And dwell and the past who put you there
Your was soon to follow
As I complete my intro on people
God bless the though
It was business never
Better to the Lord for your soul
Run away the tunnel of the light
Can you see me see me

[Krayzie
Boy you believe it
Your fin to feel it
When the coffin top drop the box shut
Toss 'em in the back of the
And I wish I could watch the cop's crooked rott
And thugs all in time
Takeover the
Collect the minds of all the girls and boys
And to a another dimension
really is just us fuck the system
Is ya me now
'Cause I got time
To be fuckin' with the weak leakin' mind
You it's cool to be thuggin' on '99
I parlay break and niggas that's on the grind
Niggas tryin' to creep up on ah up
But I betcha nigga come my way you
You knew we was
We really do smoke
We do all our own
Fuck a whole bunch
So they die
So we fin to 'em
Hit the chop 'em up with the M-11
Now feel the
We the T-H-U-G be souljah
Niggas is sure we got the real for ya
Never respect 'em ready to blow 'em out ya now
Come on y'all we a pow pow
That that gauge we spray they lay they lay
What a day
Get up and fuck 'em on up
When they pull you to and they tryin' to put the cuffs on
That's the perfect time to get it
you reach up in the glove
Hold your breath get ya buss on
Let 'em the round
Or the sound
Of the twelve gauge
Destruction we've
Now the peelin' is and we got your pay

[Krayzie
We no
We no
We bang