Luyện nghe bài hát A Thugga' Level

Big ballin' bitch like Boss come thru it ain't no thang
Paper chase, nothin' changed
Ask me I'll tell you the same
hustle the fame nigga, muscle the game

Put it down in the street for
24/7, stayin' on the
For days and days I at the cops
Enough to get at the block

I'm a smuggler
Part bitch, part thug, part
You lift my crib and I'm ya
No for ya, draw blood from ya

'Cause a like you dreamin' to Boss
And you to floss and who pounds is flown
We're bustin' motherfuckas with the black
Holdin' fiends

And my crack
In the front got bud in the
Who can get more thugga that?
From hookers and
Put the up, bitch, I'm bustin' the gat

Y'all niggaz testing
Gonna me pull this Wesson
If money ain't the rephrase the question, dawg
Big Boss and Bone is runnin' up in your town
With an uncountable amount of numbers of
mad, we the real number oners
Rollin' big, Thugline nothin' but runners

Trouble Boss, a double
A nigga named Krray good as dead
the B-O-double, doin' double time
And tricks comin' up to bread

We on some shit
We on some other
That you ain't fuckin'
The thuggin' stop

And you can't the clique
You you love this shit
Take it to we spit
The don't stop

We on some shit
We on some other
That you fuckin' with
The thuggin' stop

And you touch the clique
You know you this shit
Take it to what we
The thuggin' don't

I heard a motherfucka creepin' up from behind ya
Bet ya didn't think I'd find ya, huh?
With a nine or pump shit'll be fucked
And I ain't even popped the goddamn

I bet they never saw a nigga bring the heat and be so
Freeze everything, don't move
You can choose to be a and try to get away
But never it out the room when the pump go, boom

Fuckin 'em up, scream "Fuck the world" while I cuff my
Real niggaz lie, hit 'em in the mind
Every goddamn we live
Send 'em to the graveyard, who gonna y'all?
Matter of fact motherfucka, who paid

You up on them niggaz, you know gonna bust back?
Take no shorts fuck that
Pistol control, we roll so they all know
If they run up I'll pop get your hand out my
For the glock, glock 'em all on the floor

You dealin' with some motherfuckin' real
Thrill niggaz, we'll kill niggaz if they kill me
runnin' with the AK-47 ain't shit changed
Still got the artillery

Bust at them
Me and Boss steady breakin' it off in asses
Wanna see me get
I be all in your face but you walk right past us
But that let a niggaz they don't really wanna swang them thangs
Fuckin' wit them thugs, the thugs, the thugs, the thugs, what?

We on some shit
We on some other
That you fuckin' with
The thuggin' stop

And you can't touch the
You know you love this
Take it to we spit
The don't stop

We on thugga shit
We on some other
That you ain't with
The don't stop

And you can't the clique
You you love this shit
Take it to what we
The don't stop

witness to Mrs. Gangsta
We're gun-toters, blunt
Big bank folders and high
Quick to burn off into
For fun this bitch judges wanna pose as

Pimps, and soldiers roll
You slip and we thought that we told ya
Know what Thug Luv to bone ya
They can run your shit and bend a

Scatter and spread mustard
Jam them up and leave 'em smothered
Quick gats find ya like bookie
And down with me like fo' flat

Y'all got nuts, our niggaz got nuts
So we can go nut for nut, see who first to crack and
Like ya down wipers
the motherfuckin' piper pay the bitch

You motherfuckas fin' to it?
Thugline put it down it the real it
And I ain't really trippin' off niggaz
They say they gonna get me yet they me

'Cause I've been here thuggin'
Waitin' for you motherfuckas to bring it to me
Fuck waitin' mingle with it
The nine and plenty more haters

If any niggaz roll up put the cut I'm fuckin 'em up
When I hit 'em with the pump duck you gonna die
Fuck you, die, you, die
Reload, unload one more

Hit him with the pump make he dead
He bled blood, we
Ask me if a nigga for war, hell yeah

We on some thugga
We on some other
That you ain't with
The thuggin' don't

And you can't touch the
You know you love this
Take it to we spit
The don't stop

We on some shit
We on other shit
That you fuckin' with
The thuggin' don't

And you can't the clique
You know you love shit
it to what we spit
The thuggin' stop