Luyện nghe bài hát Thug Holiday

Thug holiday, go ahead you can cry alright baby
Everything gone be gravy later, that's
Ah, this is the when we take time to remember
All the loved ones we in the struggle you know
I dedicate this to my Hollywood, Lil' Toby, Bam
My dog Itchy and Lil Trav, I dedicate this to the
in the county jail, state penn, and fed, check it out

If weren't for bad luck, hell, I guess that it's have none
But when I think it, where would I be without my gun
How could I, get away the po-pos if, a nigga could run
And why was I, given a when I always prayed for a son
Life is crazy it, sometimes I even think da same thang
I waitin' on freedom to ring, hell, but ain't a thang changed

And I lost my in the struggle, Tata Head done lose his mother
And I'm thinking if I lose mine who gone my brothas
Not to be a thug, stay in school, use drugs
Who'll teach them right from, show dem boys, love
So I pray for betta days, face da bombs and da
And I put my away and I pray for peace on Sundays
crazy ain't it

Just like the soldiers, that ain't comin' home this
Just like the fellas in prison, we you so much fa real
What about the children who ran away, that ain't comin' home
Well here's a message coast to coast
'Cause when them thugs really need it the most, a thug
Jus like, jus like, jus like, a thug
Jus like, jus like, jus like, a holiday

If it wasn't for, all these killings, all conflicts in religions
Muslims, Jews, and Christians would that
They are all God's
And there's only, one Him, plus ain't of y'all confronted Him
We so blind in our own mind we wouldn't know
God if we Him
And I, yo books, konw all yo remixes to the Bible
What about a, for thugs, cureable drugs, and survival, huh

add some chapters, name 'em Martin, Malcolm and Farrakhan
In all my books, only one died was the Amerikans
And let's point 'em out, who's for Vietnam
And on, there's more, we had 2 World Wars
And, how the judges make more than the teachers is making
they the one raising all the taxes and got us fighting for education
Life is crazy it

So many tears throughout the years, somebody me what's goin' on
And so many lies but only God knows, about the deep inside
It gets so hard, ya gotta ya head up
I know ya fed up but stay
Here's a message from to coast
'Cause when them really need it the most, a thug holiday
Jus like, jus like, jus like a thug
Jus like, jus like, jus a

This is for my in the ghetto
I'm out, I'm callin' out
To all my in the ghetto, callin' out
'Cause it gets sometimes
But ya gotta keep ya up, and be strong
Here's a message coast to coast
Cause when them thugs need it the most
A thug holiday, holiday
'Cause we need it, have it

Hmm mm, 'cause it hard here in these streets
You know what I
In the
I'm callin' out to all my in the ghetto
Do you hear what I am Hmm mm
Callin' my thugs from the ghetto, ghetto,
This song is to the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto

A message from coast to
them thugs really need it the most
A holiday, I said, "A thug holiday, thug hoilday"
We need it, we it