Luyện nghe bài hát Thugged-Out

(feat. Gonzoe, Phats Bossi, L.Q., Yukmouth)

Regime nigga!
What!
on it!
9!(Tech 9!)
Uh.
Phats (Phats Boss)
(Gonzoe)
L.Q. (L.Q.)!

[Chorus: Bossi]

Throw up yo if you Thugged Out!
First act up, first nigga gettin drugged out!
up yo hands if you Thugged Out!
First act up, first nigga gettin drugged out!

[Verse 1:

Balla
Regime fuck all'a ya women draped up in linen
I spit this fly shit since I was 5 old
on some 'ol Osh Kosh Bi'Gosh
toss ya bitch, it top secret, lock it
Smoke-A-Lot click, walkin around wit ounces in they
bitches it
we Benz's, ya'll still drivin 50 rockets
nigga don't it
but you to stop it
top notch
I used to cop
rock it up an like La-Bobbitt
pushin the 5 whip through the projects til the led 9
you rhyme sick, but you could never fuck around wit my shit
my click my nigga
hard time shit
criminal minded, on the grind shit
cone silencer for one time shit
turnin, pounds into
drinkin from the bottle
fuck ya
Black-N-Milds to the plastic
the last trial was kinda
driver got his ass kicked, tryin to sue us
BUT YOU LOST YOU BASTARD!
I'm A-1 Yola like the package
in triple wrappin
niggas get an put in a casket
ashes to ashes an dust to dust, when fuck wit Yuk
I got my own record label
SO WHAT THE IS UP!

[Verse 2: Bossi]

When things is we pop Christy
an stack Bentley's
ya pockets empty to be me
they name me
my whole click like we the Cosby's
slippin's
it's so fuck a softie
in to head combat
you to bust back
an trust
the Regime we known to pull gats in black hats
hop out the truck
give a fuck, my cup an celebrate wit Yuk
now that we ups
alligators an bumpin slow cuts
juss like the Sho Nuff, we can't be
I was raised
gang banged an cuffed
fightin [?] always showin my guts, my nuts
me my 'Uervo
flip work like we was Joe's from Cisco
optimo, now X-O
fightin my [?] for
pray my brother that's kept
when you owe, pay ya debt an we can it some?

3: Gonzoe]

We got it up
my scratch
it's juss my turn an I'ma mine

nigga don't get
tryin to soak up,
tryin to my donuts an hit 'em
while we juss got on up my buisness
finished
til we up the plate
innings
swing for the
you think too
your dance wit mud puddles
my shit Evian, I trouble
start wisperin wit ya wide open, watchin you huddle
big every
got guns, let 'em ring
you fuckin wit me, let's all go out wit a
in this day, this last hour
kool-aid chest cowards wit they life in my set off the power
out
[?] the house
wit a of gas to douse
a flame an flush 'em out
every slug
miss an get stripes took
nigga this is real life wit names written in the black books!

Throw up yo hands if you Out!
nigga act up, first nigga gettin drugged out!
Throw up yo if you Thugged Out!
First nigga act up, first nigga drugged out!
I can be a if ya... let me! (Thugged Out!)
nigga act up, first nigga gettin drugged out!
I can be a if ya... let me! (Thugged Out!)
First nigga act up, first gettin drugged out!

4: Poppa L.Q.]

(Check it)
Ever since I was a youngsta been wit this shit
tryin to touch a quick one, number
turn an 18 to a full 36 ain't jokin how we did it
we was natural born
ballin wit this, Benjamin big heads in my
got ya life in my pocket an more that on my wrist
I got my degree in the of S.C.
wit gettin paper, an started investin in me
utilized my hustle beyond my record deal
and time will reveal really holdin the skrill
playboy ya lackin, touchin my tax brackets
you fuckin wit some thugs, wit some multi-million
an if on an crackin then my reaction is clappin
is you gon' make it happen or is ya high
Ya betta get to trackin if you ain't packin
Smoke-A-Lot, Regime is max?
spent years over the in a mini-factory lab
where illegal were sold
I was probably 10 years old when I learned to
reassemble a semi-auto matic pistol blind fold!

[Verse 5: Tech

(1-5-1)
They call me Regime, cuz I'm way clean in stay
never live in no day dream, bitch niggas Maybelline
up peace cuz you know that I got you
[?] but I cop too
Killa!
Rogue Dog! Dog!
57 venomous!
I bust this shit got a gang of criminals feelin us
I'm from Waymeyer the kinda pain caine grinda
wit a
stickin out like a skin at a? bahrmistfa?
wit N9ne get snuffed out
Phats Bossi, Maxx, Poppa L.Q.,
an my Yukmouth, Thugged Out!
Any wit the bombay
con-ways displayed
so-right,
New York niggas say be Blazed
I to the ringa
'em like I was a guest on Jerry Springer
wit eagle, tech meezle
a [?] a nigga, a a?
I die a lil
leave 'em wit a 30 drummer
ya throat then we skip out, "I Know What You Did Last Summer"
aint nobody fuckin wit niggas
bust at ya cats makin extreme figures
get for the Rogue Dogs, told ya'll we seperatin yo jaw
yo hoes dog
lickin toes,
makin mutha clothes fall
OH! You mutha fuckas know!
At the show you trippin, gotta go get the toe
to the brain
KILLAS keep the function poppin
you wanna know what time we leave, shit...?
YES!
KILLAS... NIGGA!