Luyện nghe bài hát Thug Lordz

C'mon

The Lordz in this bitch
Get up... salute nigga, 21 nigga holla..
THUG... LORDZ!
Niggaz that ride or die for their coast,
Yeah, put ya to the street
Put ya head to the nigga, holla...holla
THUG... LORDZ!
Thug Lordz in bitch
niggaz
West Mafia niggaz
Yeah, untouchable man
C'mon niggaz, niggaz. Ha.

[Verse 1:
Check, my uzi weigh a ton I 'em up an I run
I'm loco, I keep a guns caulked in the
I'm King Tut of the
'cause everytime I drop a dog
Shit I bring it to the gut of the
An I ain't never backed down, so test me dog
Cause I'm a nut, an keep a pressed in pause
all these faggot ass keep yappin they jaws
Yeah they the shit when they see me they just crap in they drawers
yeah that nigga 50 he hot, but I heard he's a
And he ran up under that white boy, I heard a bitch
An I seen him in the hood, no where in the Valley
No House of Blues, or Peanuts, he scared of them
Heard he his rims and 'Big O' tires in the hood
Surrounded by police, wires in the hood
they ran him outta New York, and he's comin to Cali
No glocks and cigs, just lots of
Eh nig, your rap career not outlast Pac and Big's
Yeah you fuckin wit some that ain't scared of the bricks
You in there, kick dead in the bricks
Thug Lordz'll have ya hit, split in a 6, c'mon

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THUG... LORDZ!
Gettin money like a motherfucker ready for war
we'll snitch
flip
never quit my click was heaven sent wit to
hit when we dip holla..
THUG... LORDZ!
this money like a motherfucker ready for war
we'll never
flip
never quit my click was sent wit Mac-11's to
hit we dip they holla..

[Verse 2:
Yeah..
If the boss wants you dead, then it's off wit ya
'specially a bitch nigga that to the feds
'specially a bitch nigga that walk wit the
to award shows cause niggaz bout to toss him some
You niggaz the West coast is just Dre an Xzibit
They aiight, but pay attention Thug Lordz handle they
We the from the Gardens to the Village
Make the hardest feel this
the sargent want to kill us
Regardless will murda you nigga
I ya cap like a Slits malt liquor for that slick talk nigga
If ya gang bang, don't crip walk nigga
Wearin a big chain will get ya ripped off
We the only Thug bitch
After all big like Mount Rushmore, you don't want war bitch
get you pistol whipped an extorted
You lucky I wasn't on Face shit, I destroyed it
You better run like Gump in Air Forces
Cause our look like torches, bustin from drop Porsches
Or the drop Ferrari, than a hot tamale
The holla..

LORDZ!
Gettin money like a motherfucker ready for war
never snitch
never
never quit my click was heaven wit Mac-11's to
hit we dip they holla..
LORDZ!
Gettin money like a motherfucker ready for war
we'll snitch
flip
never quit my was heaven sent wit Mac-11's to
hit we dip they holla (they holla)