Luyện nghe bài hát A Thugga' Level

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

Put it in the street for mine
24/7, on the grind
For days and days I at the cops
Enough grenades to get at the

I'm a smuggler
Part bitch, part thug, hustla
You lift my and I'm touchin' ya
No love for ya, blood from ya

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

And my crack
In the got bud in the back
Who can get more thugga than
From and jacks
Put the up, bitch, I'm bustin' the gat

Y'all niggaz testing
Gonna me pull this Wesson
If money the answer rephrase the question, dawg
Big Boss and Bone is runnin' up in your town
With an uncountable amount of of mongols
mad, we the real number oners
Rollin' like big, Thugline nothin' but

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'em up, scream "Fuck the world" while I cuff my nuts
Real niggaz don't lie, hit 'em in the
Every time we live
Send 'em to the graveyard, who gonna save
Matter of motherfucka, who paid y'all?

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

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

Bust at bastards
Me and Boss steady breakin' it off in they
Wanna see me get
'Cause I be all in your face but you walk right 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 thugga shit
We on other shit
That you ain't with
The thuggin' stop

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

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

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

Bare witness to Mrs.
We're gun-toters, smokers
Big bank folders and rollers
to burn off into toaster
For fun this bitch judges wanna pose as

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

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

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

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

'Cause I've been niggaz thuggin'
for you motherfuckas to come bring it to me
Fuck I'ma mingle with it
The nine millimeter and plenty more

If any niggaz roll up put the cut I'm fuckin 'em up
I hit 'em with the pump don't duck you gonna die
Fuck you, die, you, die
Reload, one more time

Hit him with the pump sure he dead
He blood, we bail
Ask me if a nigga prepared for war, yeah

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

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

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

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