Luyện nghe bài hát Pimpz, Thugz, Hustlaz Gangstaz

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

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

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

Who be i? the who pimpin'-a plenty of hoes, look at the size of the bank
That he hold. natural born mind control. false niggas' gang away. it makes
You wonder why niggas be hatin'. they jealous, they be lookin' to take
You under. it seems like the more that we get, you come that shit, lookin'
For ways to drive us insane, confusin' our brain. I'm settin' up traps for
Who snatch cheese. fly like a trapeze artist. tell 'em to bring it on, I
The hardest. mjg, pimp, runnin' bone, dividin? the throne. regardless of
Niggas who stand in my path, I'm it on. recitin' the lyrical gift, the
Shit that give me the bitches, the money, the cars. how do you when you're
Goin' too the further you get, the further you are. shit, I breaks in half
Crook niggas. don't me laugh. now, huh, which ones the head and, huh, which
One's the ass? where your bitch at? my cash. now who would've know
That the bitch is a hood-rat. increasin' my stash, you fast. you're
Thinkin' I'm slippin', I'm grippin' the tech. at the bullets, they rippin'
His vest open, puttin' a hole in his chest. in is that nigga decide to
Rest. I'm leavin' you grievin', believin' in pimpin'. the shit I got is the
Shit I'm given. constantly livin' that life of a thug, drinkin' 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, that they
Couldn't win. ken took it to the head with a of hen now I'm in the wind,
500 benzo, we roll, roll. rod j came through with the mack-10. wish
I pulled out the glock. you know that all of my niggas be ready this
Pop-pop, comin' with the heat cocked, 'cause it never did stop. everybody I
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 till the point of no return, I'm out here
Swangin', paper chasin'. my poverty and I gotsta be that soldier
Claimin' mo! even though it get hectic, it. nigga, knock my struggle,
Uh-oh, they'll gets more chaos and I stop till I piece this puzzle. I'm a
Go gather up all lost show 'em the way to the road to be real, give 'em a
Deal, train 'em to kill, haters meet and my in a battle field. we
Marchin', ready for war, fuck the law, they ain't on our side. yeah, we can
Meet up at the district. I'm bringin' it to you, ready to die. see, I am so
Of oppression, ain't changed, little lay still stressin'. no question,
Clutchin' there no more weapon, 'cause the po po sweat my blessings and
Uh, you'll probably feelin? the sense of some danger, but I'm the sense
Of an angel to the table. watch me put it down for mo, and them suave
Niggas. so, willin? and ready to make a few dollars and split a few . if
what it is, you better be mindin' 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 your 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 I'm talkin' 'bout? all over the muthafuckin' world and back again,
Bitch. forever.