Luyện nghe bài hát A Thugga' Level

Big ballin' bitch like Boss come like it ain't no thang
Paper chase, hustlin' changed
Ask me again I'll tell you the
Don't hustle the nigga, muscle the game

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

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

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

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

Y'all always testing
make me pull this Wesson
If money ain't the answer rephrase the question,
Big Boss and Krayzie Bone is up in your town
With an uncountable amount of numbers of
Y'all mad, we the number oners
Rollin' like big, Thugline but runners

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

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 shit
it to what we spit
The don't stop

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

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

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

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

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

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

You dealin' with some motherfuckin' 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 them
Me and Boss steady it off in they asses
see me get glasses
'Cause I be all in face but you walk right past us
But that let a know 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 shit
you ain't fuckin' with
The don't stop

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

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

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

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

Pimps, and soldiers roll
You don't slip and we thought that we ya
Know Thug Luv nigga to bone ya
They can run your and bend a corner

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

Y'all niggaz got nuts, our niggaz got
So we can go nut for nut, see who first to crack and
Like ya like wipers
'Fore the motherfuckin' 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 here thuggin'
Waitin' for you motherfuckas to come it to me
Fuck waitin' mingle with it
The nine millimeter and more haters

If any more niggaz up put the cut I'm fuckin 'em up
When I hit 'em with the pump don't duck you die
you, die, buck 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 other shit
That you ain't fuckin'
The thuggin' don't

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 other
That you ain't with
The don't stop

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