Luyện nghe bài hát Thug Lord

Thug Lords the chopper in the sky, nigga bust yours
All my niggaz, they to ride for the thug Lords
Nigga that cross me, his ass gon die, my bust yours
Them niggaz war

I'm glad you it, now you old ass rappers gon get it
Been in the business twenty seconds, held down
J, you better tell these fuckin' you wet me, you get wetted
Even fuckin' [unverified] get detted

ass synthetic, poetic emcees get shredded
Styles pathetic, I move to Texas, take all your
I got a six-million dollar fetish, what it takes to build me
I know you wish some niggaz peel me and me

You pay a nigga to peel me, and kill me
Fill me 'til the shit the empty, it filthy, put a hundred slugs in me
Spot a nigga out like Spuz Mc Kenzie, the is in me
My spare time, I rhyme, drink Remy, load up the

I was to slap the shit out of macks, take their bitch
Run up in their studio, duct tape their
A smilie ain't shit, if you got Yuk in your mouth
My nuts in your mouth, how does it to get fucked in your mouth?

Niggaz ridin' Bentley's, your stuck in the house
Starvin', broke as fuck in the apartment, stuck in the
I'm weighed out, niggaz where in Germany, burnin' weed
Learnin' foreign languages, tourin'

Allways performin' Laryn Hill, my shit's sore as steel
I'm real, like Shady, bitch quit ignorin' skills
I kill, niggaz better stop fry, and poppin' pills, I drill
But all you muthafuckaz, I'm the illest nigga, I

Fuck a deal, the game is fake
My nigga Coolio said 'em
Start sayin' and dates
Make 'em the One Hit Wonder

time, my shit hit like thunder
In the Hummer, nigga, the MOB took me
Try'na be mack niggaz, your ass in Atlanta
Old ass rappers, Oakland look bad like Hammer

Niggaz dissin' Yuk, they don't like my shit
Then turn around and say, "Yuk, help me my shit"
Ain't a bitch?

Lords holdin' the chopper in the sky, nigga bust yours
All my niggaz, they down to for the thug Lords
Nigga that cross me, his ass gon die, my bust yours
Them want war

If them niggaz ain't wit gettin' cream, fuck 'em
And if them niggaz down wit the Regime, fuck 'em, I rush 'em
Aim at their limosine, 'em, I never loved 'em
I never trust them, nigga I crush 'em, old antiques I 'em

And fuck 'em off in the like so
[unverified] fuck wit my flow, not even you stole my hydro
My main objective, take bitch over
They gon make me vice before this bitch over

Beware of the Ayatolla, come and shut you
Make you exit out of town, who got the best now?
Nigga, you know ass was in Tha Row, what side you on?
That's why I'm doin' my next with Eightball and Bone
Bitch, ha, ha, ha, ha Lord ha, ha, ha, yes