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

1: Yukmouth]

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

[Verse 2: Bossi]

When is usual we pop Christy
an them Bentley's
ya empty pretending to be me
they me Bossi
my whole rich like we the Cosby's
slippin's
it's so fuck a softie
in to head combat
you to bust back
an trust
call the Regime we known to gats in black hats
hop out the company
give a fuck, my cup an celebrate wit Yuk
now we grown ups
alligators an bumpin slow cuts
juss the Sho Nuff, we can't be touched
I was raised
banged an hand cuffed
fightin [?] always showin my guts, flexin my
hand me my
flip work like we was Trader Joe's from
optimo, now X-O
fightin my [?] for
pray it's my brother kept
you owe, pay ya debt an we can make it some?

[Verse 3:

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

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

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

[Verse 4: L.Q.]

(Check it)
Ever since I was a youngsta been wit this slick
tryin to touch a quick one, one?
turn an 18 to a full 36 ain't thats how we did it
we was natural born
ballin wit this, Benjamin big heads in my
got ya life in my pocket an more than on my wrist
I got my degree in the of S.C.
wit gettin paper, an started investin in me
utilized my skills 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 multi-million dollar?
an if it's on an crackin my reaction is clappin
is you make it happen or is ya high cappin?
Ya betta get to trackin playboy if you packin
Smoke-A-Lot, is distributin max?
spent over the stove in a mini-factory lab
where illegal were sold
I was probably 10 old when I learned to disassemble
then reassemble a semi-auto matic pistol fold!

[Verse 5: Tech

(1-5-1)
They call me Regime, cuz I'm way clean in stay
live in no day dream, bitch niggas wear Maybelline
throwin up cuz you know that I got you
[?] but I cop too
Killa!
Rogue Dog! Dog!
57 venomous!
When I bust shit got a gang of criminals feelin us
I'm from Waymeyer the same kinda pain grinda
wit a
out like a skin head at a? bahrmistfa?
fuck wit get snuffed out
Bossi, Maxx, Poppa L.Q., Gonzoe
an my nigga Yukmouth, Out!
Any nigga wit the
con-ways displayed
so-right,
New York say be John Blazed
I been to the
scrapped 'em like I was a guest on Jerry
wit eagle, tech meezle
a [?] a nigga, a a?
I die a lil
leave 'em wit a 30 round
slit ya throat then we skip out, "I Know You Did Last Summer"
aint nobody fuckin wit niggas
bust gats at ya cats makin extreme
get ready for the Rogue Dogs, told we seperatin yo jaw
fuckin yo dog
toes, balls
makin fuckin clothes fall
OH! You mutha dont know!
At the show you trippin, gotta go get the toe
to the brain
REGIME keep the function poppin
you really wanna know what we leave, shit...?
YES!
KILLAS... NIGGA!