Luyện nghe bài hát Pimpz, Thugz, Hustlaz Gangstaz

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

If you a pimp, nigga, pimp them hoes. if you a thug, you 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 find real niggas, me of mine. a nigga can
Vibe, 'cause y'all cold ass playa playas. hey, there, mo thug and we gotsta
'em some love, so now you're dealin' with 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 ain't no hoes you fuckin' with. touched down and got with the
Niggas in the town. now look who's in the house, yes it's truly-yours,
sawed-off leatherface, a warrior ready for war, a natural soldier boy,
Ready to move out, nigga, to get with the shoot out. in the meanwhile, i
gotta make me some money to get by. yeah, I thought to connect, and hooked
Up mjg, made money, 'cause all that other shit don't mean a thing to me.
But try to run up and I'm leavin' you stunned. nobody know who shot that
Pump, 'cause I'm gonna dump it and run. put him on the pave, and hey, 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 thug you, better get for
War. if you a hustla, make 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 be lookin' to take
You under. it seems the more that we get, you come with that shit, lookin'
For ways to drive us insane, confusin' our brain. I'm up traps for rats
Who snatch cheese. fly like a artist. tell 'em to bring it on, I comes
The hardest. mjg, pimp, runnin' with bone, the throne. regardless 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,
One's the ass? where your bitch at? collectin' my cash. now who would've
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, puttin' a hole in his chest. in piece is that nigga to
Rest. I'm leavin' you grievin', believin' in pimpin'. the that I got is the
Shit that I'm given. constantly livin' life of a thug, drinkin' the hen,
the bud.

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

Too many fake niggas done tried to contend, and then again, pinned that
Couldn't win. ken took it to the 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'
I pulled out the glock. you know that all of my niggas be ready this
Pop-pop, comin' with the heat cocked, 'cause it did stop. everybody I know
Out lookin' for a up, we creep, it's deeper than the way you perceive a
Thug, no love, a nigga through the mud everytime I try him from my wordly
Grudge. what? nigga we'll bust the point of no return, I'm out here
Swangin', paper chasin'. erasin' my poverty and I gotsta be that
Claimin' mo! though it get hectic, respect it. nigga, knock my struggle,
Uh-oh, they'll more chaos and I won't stop till I piece this puzzle. I'm a
Go gather up all lost souls 'em the way to the road to be real, give 'em a
Deal, train 'em to kill, haters and my soldiers in a battle field. we
Marchin', ready for war, the law, they ain't on our side. hell yeah, we can
Meet up at the district. I'm bringin' it to you, to die. see, I am so sick
Of oppression, shit changed, little lay still stressin'. no question,
Clutchin' there no more weapon, 'cause the po po wanna my blessings and
Uh, you'll probably feelin? the sense of some danger, but I'm bringin' the
Of an angel to the table. watch me put it down for mo, and suave house
Niggas. so, willin? and ready to a few dollars and split a few wigs . if
That's what it is, you better be your business, or be beggin'
Forgiveness. you know all I'm sayin? is, just don't fuck me, man.

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

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