Luyện nghe bài hát Thug Holiday

Thug holiday, go you can cry it's alright baby
Everything gone be gravy later, right
Ah, this is the time when we take to remember
All the loved ones we lost in the struggle you
I this to my brother Hollywood, Lil' Toby, Bam
My dog Itchy and Lil Trav, I dedicate to the struggle
Everybody in the county jail, penn, and fed, check it out

If weren't for bad luck, hell, I guess that possible have none
But when I think about it, would I be without my gun
How could I, get from the po-pos if, a nigga could run
And why was I, given a daughter when I always for a son
is crazy ain't it, sometimes I even think da same thang
I been waitin' on freedom to ring, hell, but ain't a changed

And I lost my brotha in the struggle, Head done lose his mother
And I'm thinking if I lose mine who gone raise my
Not to be a thug, stay in school, use drugs
Who'll teach them from, show dem boys, true love
So I pray for days, face da bombs and da run-a-ways
And I put my guns and I pray for peace on Sundays
It's crazy it

Just like the soldiers, that ain't comin' home year
Just like the fellas in prison, we miss you so fa real
What about the children who ran away, ain't comin' home today
Well a message from coast to coast
'Cause when them thugs really it the most, a thug holiday
Jus like, jus like, jus like, a thug
Jus like, jus like, jus like, a holiday

If it wasn't for, all these killings, all these in religions
Muslims, Jews, and Christians know that
They are all God's
And there's only, one Him, plus none of y'all confronted Him
We so in our own mind we wouldn't even know
God if we Him
And I, read yo books, all yo remixes to the Bible
What a, verse for thugs, cureable drugs, and survival, huh

Let's add some chapters, name 'em Martin, and Farrakhan
In all my books, only one died was the Amerikans
And point 'em out, who's responsible for Vietnam
And hold on, there's more, we had 2 Wars
And, how come the judges more than the teachers is making
When they the one raising all the taxes and got us fighting for
Life is crazy it

So tears throughout the years, somebody tell me what's goin' on
And so many but only God knows, about the pain deep inside
It so hard, ya gotta keep ya head up
I know ya fed up but stay
Here's a from coast to coast
'Cause when them thugs really need it the most, a holiday
Jus like, jus like, jus like a thug
Jus like, jus like, jus a

is for my people in the ghetto
I'm out, I'm callin' out
To all my thugs in the ghetto, out
it gets hard sometimes
But ya gotta keep ya head up, and be
Here's a from coast to coast
when them thugs really need it the most
A thug holiday, thug
'Cause we need it, have it

Hmm mm, 'cause it gets hard here in these
You what I mean
In the
I'm out to all my thugs in the ghetto
Do you hear what I am Hmm mm
Callin' my thugs from the ghetto, ghetto,
This song is to the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto

A message coast to coast
When them thugs really need it the
A holiday, I said, "A thug holiday, thug hoilday"
We need it, we it