Luyện nghe bài hát A Thugga' Level

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

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

I'm a drug
Part bitch, part thug, part
You my crib and I'm touchin' ya
No love for ya, draw from ya

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

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

Y'all niggaz always
Gonna make me pull this
If money ain't the rephrase the question, dawg
Big Boss and Krayzie Bone is up in your town
With an uncountable amount of of mongols
Y'all mad, we the real oners
Rollin' like big, nothin' but runners

Boss, a double cross
A nigga named they good as dead
From the B-O-double, double time
And tricks comin' up to bread

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

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

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

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

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

I bet they saw a nigga bring the heat and be so cool
Freeze everything, nigga move
You can choose to be a and try to get away
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 time goddamn we
Send 'em to the graveyard, who gonna y'all?
of fact motherfucka, who paid y'all?

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

You dealin' with some motherfuckin' real
Thrill niggaz, we'll kill niggaz if they wanna 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 asses
Wanna see me get
'Cause I be all in your face but you walk past us
But let a niggaz know they don't really wanna swang them thangs
Fuckin' wit thugs, the thugs, the thugs, nigga the thugs, what?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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