Luyện nghe bài hát Thug Love

Nigga we doin' this shit from to L.A.
whatever you niggas want we bringing it
Thug Luv nigga what is it?

I don't give a fuck you lay at
It's time to these bitch made niggas
They ain't even what type of niggas we is

Where my thugs at Bone
I you niggas been waiting for this shit for a long time
Well here it is nigga here it is what you gone do it

I must be close to the Armageddon
Lord You know that I fly that lesson
You taught me to out my Wesson
You and am I stressing it softly

Get 'em up off me all we wanted
Was harmony been bombing 'em up outta my ghetto
I want settle get on my
They can't me or drop me nigga they got me fuck naw
Pac get schizophrenic and manage to damage all y'all

I'll about 'em and you don't really want it
'Cause they're cornered and I want 'em to up
I'd say that we came to shut 'em all down
So quick to test bullet yes war

Roll and I'll when I get the gun for the murder
Mo' for what the did it all pause for the cause
And I fin to pull a or pistol little nigga
Wit fuck dem niggas it's on

All y'all fall Bizzy gettin' bitches test me bless the
In any attempt to me stress me Lord
Looking at death the last of my breath
Follow follow my kids but don't sin in my

Yet the weapon is kept with the of my secrets
Deep in the I'm alone nigga believe
That I can see it if needed an if you really me in
Well let it be and get the greens and be runnnin' up Cleveland

Ha ha ha poppin' nigga? Put your motherfucking
on your strap nigga, we can do this like gangstas and slug it out
Or be punks and punk it out
Pull your strap on me nigga and you better kill be thug baby

I'll be punished for hard livin' blind to the facts
Thugs is in Gods prison hand on the strap
Praying to Father please forgive me police be rushing they see me
I America's most wanted live on TV life

Pleasure and pain stuck in this game holler my
We all gone die we bleed through similar
You'se explain to me now don't when my gun burst
the last jam nigga this ones worse

My nigga bone held the chrome I came home
Thug Luv tell these bitch niggas bring it on
I caught a plane out to Cleveland late evening
To help my niggas clean up some niggas no breathing now

Who you believe in hit the weed and breathe a
Cold ass the world niggas kill you in your sleep
they stop me bury murder me or drop me
I got Thug Luv for my nationwide feel me

Little thug from the nigga never ran
out to get me they don't understand
It's the number 1 nigga out a nation of niggas
Down to put in work do some dirt

Fuckin' round with the band Thugs-N-Harmony
Follow down the road we stroll to meet
I do it seem to cause drama
Ready for the war a knight in my armor bomb ya

So quick to test us nigga wanna crash me eat
For the love of the niggas bustin' on us
Hit 'em up with he buck 12 gauge
It's the Art Of War putting niggas on the

I'm comin' through the door
Bringin' but terror
much to the nigga that dared us
Trying to put a in this thugsta era

up with a nigga like Pac
And a nigga me gotta stay high
Thug Luv I die keep my prayer to the sky
But I'm in the hood smoke and fry

So I beg the Lord to save us all escapers of
Bless my niggas in penitentiaries soldiers of the

Here to get it told my niggas to get the hell
Down with the dirt and we don't fuck
Buck a couple of rounds and if passing
Through hit the ground
And get caught up in the crossfire nigga

Artillery thick and you want to get to fuckin' with this
I'm straight devil not a punk and pretend
I buck a little more flee the scene
'Fore the po-po even know what you for

They don't know a with a Leatherface hey
Man she said I ran this way I ran that way
You hoes'll know because I got away yeah

A criminal a nigga on the level sometimes
So get high and analyze crime
Directly with results you'll be surprised

Oh can you feel the vibe we can ride?
Playa hating niggas you to die
It's over wit better leave it alone
Mo Thug I'm cracking' fuckin'

Still in the hood where the thugs
wit nothin' but thugs man
Ain't taking no shorts or no
We crackin' them domes my way

Give it to 'em on level nigga
Get a shovel you can dig a bitches is dead
Infrared to the you can beg
But gone bleed bloody red

Fuck mine will be see in the moonlight
we out ridin' looking for you
Better run for cover nigga duck we about to
Straight got the

Put it on his forehead some moves
Send flowers to his home
Put a card in the motherfucker it to his mama
Tell her he was dead wrong dead gone now he long gone

Pac Pac run wit us run wit us run wit us
Pac Pac run wit us Pac and RIP with Luv
Pac Pac run wit us run wit us run wit us
Pac Pac run wit us Pac and RIP with Luv

Pac Pac run wit us run wit us run wit us
Pac Pac run wit us Pac and RIP with Luv
Pac Pac run wit us run wit us run wit us
Pac Pac run wit us Pac and RIP Thug Luv