Luyện nghe bài hát Pimpz, Thugz, Hustlaz Gangstaz

Krayzie bone feat mjg, 8ball, layzie mentality 1999

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 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 cold ass playa playas. hey, there, mo thug and we gotsta
Give 'em some love, so now dealin' with the big pimps and the thugs. you
Get up too close and we fuckin' you up, you don't really want that 'cause I
These ain't no hoes you with. touched down and got with the realest
Niggas in the town. now look in the suave house, yes it's truly-yours,
Mister sawed-off leatherface, a ready for war, a natural soldier boy,
Ready to out, nigga, ready 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 with mjg, made money, 'cause all that shit don't mean a thing to me.
But try to run up and I'm leavin' you stunned. nobody will know who that
Pump, 'cause I'm dump it and run. put him on the pave, and hey, that nigga
That did it was 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, get ready for
War. if you a hustla, your dough. if you a gangsta, let your gun smoke.

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

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

Too many fake niggas done tried to contend, and then again, pinned 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 the mack-10. wish trippin'
When I out the glock. you know that all of my niggas be ready this
Pop-pop, comin' with the heat cocked, it never did stop. everybody I know
Out for a come 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? we'll bust till the point of no return, I'm out here
Swangin', paper chasin'. erasin' my and I gotsta be that soldier
Claimin' mo! though it get hectic, respect it. nigga, knock my struggle,
Uh-oh, they'll gets more and I won't stop till I piece 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 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, to die. see, I am so sick
Of oppression, shit ain't changed, little lay stressin'. no question,
there no more weapon, 'cause the po po wanna sweat my blessings and
Uh, you'll probably the sense of some danger, but I'm bringin' the sense
Of an angel to the table. watch me put it for mo, and them suave house
Niggas. so, willin? and ready to make a few dollars and a few wigs . if
That's it is, you better be mindin' your business, or be beggin'
Forgiveness. you know all I'm sayin? is, don't fuck with me, man.

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 gangsta, let gun smoke.

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