Luyện nghe bài hát A Thugga' Level

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

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

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

'Cause a nigga like you to Boss
And you fiendin' to floss and who is flown
We're bustin' motherfuckas with the game
them fiends

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

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

Trouble Boss, a cross
A named Krray they good as dead
From the B-O-double, doin' double
And these comin' up to bread

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

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

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

And you touch the clique
You you love this shit
Take it to we spit
The thuggin' stop

I heard a silent motherfucka creepin' up from ya
Bet ya didn't think that I'd ya, huh?
With a nine or pump your be fucked
And I ain't even popped the trunk

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Bare to Mrs. Gangsta
gun-toters, blunt smokers
Big bank folders and rollers
Quick to off into toaster
For fun this bitch judges pose as gorilla

Pimps, killers and roll
You don't slip and we thought we told ya
what Thug Luv nigga to bone ya
They can run your shit and a corner

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

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

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

'Cause I've been niggaz thuggin'
Waitin' for you motherfuckas to come it to me
Fuck waitin' I'ma with it
The millimeter and plenty more haters

If any more roll up put the cut I'm fuckin 'em up
When I hit 'em with the don't duck you gonna die
you, die, buck you, die
Reload, unload one more

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

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

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

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

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