Luyện nghe bài hát Pimpz, Thugz, Hustlaz Gangstaz

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

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

Took a trip out to and I find real niggas, remind me of mine. a nigga can
Vibe, y'all some cold ass playa playas. hey, there, mo thug 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 want that 'cause I know
ain't no hoes you fuckin' 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 warrior ready for war, a natural boy,
Ready to move out, nigga, ready to get with the out. in the meanwhile, i
Still gotta make me some to get by. yeah, I thought to connect, and hooked
Up with mjg, money, 'cause all that other shit don't mean 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 dump it and run. put him on the pave, and hey, 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, your dough. if you a gangsta, let your gun smoke.

Who be i? the nigga who pimpin'-a plenty of hoes, at the size of the bank
That he hold. natural born mind control. false niggas' blown away. it makes
You wonder why niggas be hatin'. they jealous, they fellas be lookin' to
You under. it like the more 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 bringin' it on. recitin' the gift, the
Shit give me the bitches, the money, the cars. how do you know when you're
Goin' too far? the 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 bitch at? my cash. now who would've know
That the bitch is a hood-rat. my stash, leavin' you fast. you're
Thinkin' I'm slippin', I'm the tech. look at the bullets, they rippin'
His vest open, puttin' a in his chest. in piece is that nigga decide to
Rest. I'm you grievin', believin' in pimpin'. the shit that 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 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.

Too many fake niggas done to contend, and then again, pinned that they
Couldn't win. ken it to the head with a fifth of hen now I'm in the wind,
500 benzo, we roll, roll. rod j came with 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 cocked, 'cause it never did stop. everybody I know
Out lookin' for a come up, we creep, it's deeper than the way you a
Thug, no love, a nigga through the mud everytime I try him from my wordly
Grudge. what? nigga we'll bust till the point of no return, I'm out
Swangin', paper chasin'. erasin' my poverty and I gotsta be 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 gather up all lost souls show 'em the way to the 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
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,
Clutchin' there no more weapon, 'cause the po po wanna sweat my and
Uh, probably feelin? the sense of some danger, but I'm bringin' 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
That's what it is, you be mindin' your business, or be beggin'
Forgiveness. you know all I'm sayin? is, just fuck with me, man.

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 gangsta, let 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' and back again,
Bitch. forever.