Luyện nghe bài hát My Hoodlums and My Thugz

I pledge to the ghetto
I allegiance to the game
I pledge allegiance to the and the cars
And the pussy and the and the fame

I allegiance to the ghetto
I pledge to the game
I pledge to the money and the cars
And the pussy and the bitches and the fame,

To all my, to all my hoodlums & my thugz their mugs on
Up in the and the hood with the platex rubber gloves on
In the kitchen chicken, diamonds, hop and gab
off packages and grindin' outta taxicabs

Throw it up, it up, throw it up, ugh
it up, nigga, throw it up, throw it up
Throw it up, it up, throw it up
it up, nigga, throw it up, throw it up

Fuck talkin', I'm niggas, best ta get ta walkin'
It's the shadiest, Hustle and my nigga the chicken hawk in on
That throw it up ,throw it up, dip as I dips, skip with the Euro
Hangin' for on 100-spoke whips

All I know is pussy, and color bandannas
And tryin' to get my kids some chickens than colonel sanders
Play us by the trigger so live by the trigger
And rivals, seven bitches for all my and thug niggas

[Incomp.] regulations in the game, never
Never sang soprano, gravy, bustin' kilograms, goin' platinum
Door and panel, never dustin' up, never crackin' pressure
Seems to me I do my and I get out whenever

Early say I smell like glocks, what kind of car you got?
I tell 'em "Brooklyn cotch", Johnnie walker, snapple
And scotch is what I drink a nigga up under the
While all you puff niggas take all my votes

To all my, to all my & my thugz with their mugs on
Up in the and the hood with the platex rubber gloves on
In the cookin' chicken, diamonds, hop and gab
Droppin' off packages and grindin' taxicabs

Throw it up, throw it up, it up, ugh
Throw it up, nigga, throw it up, it up
Throw it up, throw it up, it up, nigga
it up, nigga, throw it up, throw it up

Well, that old Inglewood gang bang, hustlin' ass nigga
That game, flossin' ho, bustin' ass nigga
Still grindin' while rhymin' now up to seven
Low-down, duct tapin', lick hitter

Bangin' birds outta town on the bus
If ya in to sellin' crack, nigga fuck us
I got cars and a with wine in the cellar
And a bitch on my team that'll kill I tell her

Back ninjas so ya know
I do this for folsom and Susanville, fo'
My niggas in and Vacaville, before I
From Chino to Tracey to hatched by to Rikers
Pelican Bay solid, dat long park and island

on smilin', dialin' and callin' connect
'Cos my focus, you know, I'm accept
A za, a zap board, deuce
Shoot with, to all my stamps beeyatch

To all my, to all my hoodlums & my thugz with mugs on
Up in the ghetto and the hood with the rubber gloves on
In the cookin' chicken, diamonds, hop and gab
Droppin' off packages and outta taxicabs

Throw it up, throw it up, it up, ugh
it up, nigga, throw it up, throw it up
Throw it up, it up, throw it up
it up, nigga, throw it up, throw it up

Could it be me or was it chronic or bombay?
That got me puttin' it down for all my hoodlums the way
Lex spares, money dippin', vests and sack warriors
All my niggas, east to the west to the souths, I can't hearin' ya

If it Charlie Hustle, it's that nigga mack Manson
While the g homies boogie, we keep they dancin'
And we stay up wit the parlay features
Sportin' beamed-up chucks wit the flamed-up

I represent the flat lands, the alley ways, the and pops
The Chinese, the AK, the fiend, the
The store on every corner, the laundromat
The quick to run up on the to peel my cap

To all my, to all my hoodlums & my thugz with their on
Up in the ghetto and the hood with the rubber gloves on
In the kitchen chicken, diamonds, hop and gab
Droppin' off packages and grindin' outta

Throw it up, it up, throw it up, ugh
it up, nigga, throw it up, throw it up
Throw it up, throw it up, it up
it up, nigga, throw it up, throw it up

A dollar y'all, a dollar bill y'all
A getcha, a getcha, a getcha scrill
A dollar bill y'all, a dollar bill
A getcha, a getcha, a getcha scrill

A getcha scrill y'all, a bill y'all
A dollar, a dollar, a bill y'all
A bill y'all, a dollar bill y'all
A dollar, a dollar, a scrill y'all