Luyện nghe bài hát A Thugga' Level

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

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

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

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

And lovin' my
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 niggaz always
Gonna make me this Wesson
If money the answer rephrase the question, dawg
Big Boss and Krayzie Bone is runnin' up in town
With an uncountable amount of numbers of
mad, we the real number oners
Rollin' like big, Thugline nothin' but

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

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

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

We on some 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 thuggin' stop

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

I bet they never saw a nigga 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 go, boom

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

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

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

Bust at them
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 that let a niggaz know they don't really wanna swang thangs
wit them thugs, the thugs, the thugs, nigga the thugs, what?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You fin' to feel it?
put it down keepin' it the real it
And I really trippin' off these niggaz
say they gonna get me yet they miss me

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

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

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

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

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

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

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