Luyện nghe bài hát A Thugga' Level

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I heard a silent motherfucka up from behind ya
Bet ya didn't think that I'd ya, huh?
a nine 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, nigga move
You can to be a fool 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 lie, hit 'em in the mind
time goddamn we live
Send 'em to the graveyard, who save y'all?
Matter of fact motherfucka, who y'all?

You runnin' up on niggaz, you know gonna bust 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, glock 'em all on the floor

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

Bust at them
Me and Boss steady breakin' it off in they
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 them
Fuckin' wit them thugs, the thugs, the thugs, nigga the thugs,

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
Take it to we spit
The don't stop

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

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

Bare to Mrs. Gangsta
gun-toters, blunt smokers
Big bank and high rollers
Quick to 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 shit and bend a corner

and spread like mustard
Jam buzzards up and leave 'em smothered
Quick friends gats find ya like
And they with me like fo' flat

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

You motherfuckas to feel it?
Thugline put it down keepin' it the it
And I really trippin' off these niggaz
They say they get me yet they miss me

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

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

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

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

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

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

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