Luyện nghe bài hát Pimpz, Thugz, Hustlaz Gangstaz

Krayzie bone feat mjg, 8ball, layzie bone:thug 1999

If you a pimp, nigga, pimp hoes. if you a thug, you better get ready for
War. if you a hustla, make your dough. if you a gansta, let gun smoke.

Took a trip out to texas and I real niggas, remind me of mine. a nigga can
Vibe, 'cause some cold ass playa playas. hey, there, mo thug and we gotsta
Give 'em some love, so now you're dealin' the big pimps and the thugs. you
Get up too and we fuckin' you up, you don't really want that 'cause I know
These no hoes you fuckin' with. touched down and got with the realest
in the town. now look who's in the suave house, yes it's truly-yours,
Mister leatherface, a warrior ready for war, a natural soldier boy,
to move out, nigga, ready to get with the shoot out. in the meanwhile, i
Still gotta make me money to get by. yeah, I thought to connect, and hooked
Up with mjg, made money, 'cause all that other shit don't a thing to me.
But try to run up and I'm you stunned. nobody will know who shot that
Pump, 'cause I'm gonna it and run. put him on the pave, and hey, that nigga
did it was wearin' a leather face, and not to be played with. whatever you
Claim, you get paid. shit.

If you a pimp, nigga, pimp them hoes. if you a you, better get ready for
War. if you a hustla, your dough. if you a gangsta, let your gun smoke.

Who be i? the nigga who plenty of hoes, look at the size of the bank
That he hold. natural born mind control. false niggas' gang blown away. it
You wonder why niggas be hatin'. they jealous, they fellas be to take
You under. it seems like the that we get, you come with that shit, lookin'
For ways to drive us insane, confusin' our brain. I'm settin' up traps for
Who snatch cheese. fly a trapeze artist. tell 'em to bring it on, I comes
The hardest. mjg, pimp, runnin' with bone, dividin? the throne. of
Niggas who stand in my path, I'm it on. recitin' the lyrical gift, the
that give me the bitches, the money, the cars. how do you know when you're
Goin' too far? the further you get, the further you are. shit, I in half
Crook niggas. don't make me laugh. now, huh, which ones the head and, huh,
the ass? where your bitch at? collectin' my cash. now who would've know
That the bitch is a hood-rat. increasin' my stash, you fast. you're
I'm slippin', I'm grippin' the tech. look at the bullets, they rippin'
His vest open, a hole in his chest. in piece is that nigga decide to
Rest. I'm leavin' you grievin', in pimpin'. the shit that I got is the
Shit that I'm given. constantly livin' that life of a thug, the hen,
the bud.

If you a pimp, nigga, pimp them hoes. if you a thug you, better get for
War. if you a hustla, make your dough. if you a gangsta, let gun smoke.

Too many fake niggas done tried to contend, and then again, pinned they
win. ken took it to the head with a fifth of hen now I'm in the wind,
500 benzo, we roll, roll. rod j came through the mack-10. wish trippin'
When I pulled out the glock. you know all of my niggas be ready this
Pop-pop, comin' with the heat cocked, 'cause it never did stop. I know
Out lookin' for a up, we creep, it's deeper than the way you perceive a
Thug, no love, take a nigga through the mud I try him from my wordly
Grudge. what? nigga bust till the point of no return, I'm out here
Swangin', paper chasin'. erasin' my and I gotsta be that soldier
mo! even though it get hectic, respect it. nigga, knock my struggle,
Uh-oh, they'll gets more chaos and I won't stop till I this puzzle. I'm a
Go up all lost souls show 'em the way to the road to be real, give 'em a
Deal, train 'em to kill, haters meet and my soldiers in a field. we
Marchin', ready for war, the law, they ain't on our side. hell yeah, we can
up at the district. I'm bringin' it to you, ready to die. see, I am so sick
Of oppression, shit changed, little lay still stressin'. no question,
Clutchin' there no weapon, 'cause the po po wanna sweat my blessings and
Uh, you'll probably feelin? the of some danger, but I'm bringin' the sense
Of an angel to the table. me put it down for mo, and them suave house
Niggas. so, and ready to make a few dollars and split a few wigs . if
That's what it is, you better be your business, or be beggin'
Forgiveness. you all I'm sayin? is, just don't fuck with me, man.

If you a pimp, nigga, pimp them hoes. if you a thug you better get for
War. if you a hustla your dough. if you a gangsta, let your gun smoke.

Yeah ... thugs. mo thugs. eightball, the fat mack, and mj-fuckin'-g. the
niggas alive, yeah. thuggin', pimpin', bitch, this shit don't stop. you
Know what I'm talkin' 'bout? all over the muthafuckin' world and again,
Bitch. forever.