Luyện nghe bài hát Thug Story

we go
Once upon a time not ago
When I was town movin' work with Zo
I used to bring my B.R.
And with the burna's holdin' down B-R
There lived a kid that was mislead
By anotha jealous kid who me dead
(He said)

Me and you are push this rock
we kill Rob we takin' over the block
They did the job, but succeed
When I got up off the ground niggas believe
They started bustin' and'a bustin' filled my ribs crusting
Had the vest on so it didn't mean
One kid grabbed a and started sprayin' erratic
But he fell, two from my semi-automatic

Ran two blocks there was cops all
Then I dipped into the [unverified]
Banged on the door of 83
Some lady start screamin' she was afraid of me
Ran to the like, "Fuck that sista"
Ask an old man, "Can you me mista?"
Got to the roof my four-four
Open up the door, yo, who I saw
(Who?)

and [unverified] now, ain't this proper
Guns drawn full of toward the helicopter
Escaped alive but my was shattered
all battered, and clothes all tattered
Deep in my heart I revenge
But I let the shit slide I saw 'em again
Pulled out my guns and released a
(And)

the way I gotta end this shit
He was only one fiend, tryin' to a thugs dream
Slugs to the chest, shoulda heard him
Now this ain't funny so don't you laugh
'Cuz anyone of us could catch the bath
an' narrow is how niggas should live, live

Good night, night
Knock 'em out the box

I woke up in pain, my ribs broke up
Wifey on the side like Justin, kept the hope up
All that's on my is revenge, revenge
Just a few dogs kicked the door off the hinge
Go with the drawers on, man cold as shit
Had the mag by the table, nigga hold shit
He was one stupid nigga tryin' for 'Delph
Not knowin' that he get killed himself

Now wifey being by the F.O.I.
It was horrible, the otha cat in his eye
He was screamin' tryin' grab her actin' like he had to her
Swept him off his feet but got sliced the dagger
Well, in these times, atleast to me
No niggas rollin' come in sets of three
And they won't stop rollin' til' you let see
All the permanent scars that the nine leaves

out the crib caught one in the leg
Couldn't even get my [unverified] had to leave 'em for
(Damn)
That's cold, yeah, I know, but the in the streets
The one who escaped is the one holdin' the
Before I breeze grab coke out the
By the time y'all hear this I'll be somewhere in
With bad Asian chick layin' between my knees
While I'm blowin' off trees, pumpin' B.I.G.'s

Greatest hits, was my latest shit
how niggas act when they play this shit
This a lesson, shits for no dressing
No [unverified] infestin', crab I'm addressin'
Bad Boy, the 44 Mag, fresh off the
All you and nasty ass hoes step the fuck back
This funny so don't you dare laugh
'Cuz anyone of us could catch the bath
an' narrow is how niggas should live, live

Good night, good
'em out the box Black

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