Luyện nghe bài hát Theze Dayz

Krayzie, bam, asu, and mentality 1999

I'm representin' muthafuckin' thugline nigga, in you muthafuckers wanna
Find the thugs and hustlas, nigga?
Come to the muthafuckin' ghetto we from/ now we're the real thugs

This how we livin' these days (and this is for my gangsta, gangsta, and
one's for my thugsta, thugsta, thugsta)

Nigga, these days, we kill you much quicker to get us some you feelin'
Me?
days, you gotta be packin' a gun; everybody your enemy/ these days, it's
Every nigga for self
'cause it no such thing as friends and wealth, so nice niggas get left/ and
why
These days, you gotta be raw out here on the streets/ tell 'em, days
You can't be fuckin' with niggas that's weak/ and days, no tellin' when
You'll your coffin
I seen it too often, that's why fuck flossin' I take caution/ don't trip,
If rich, you're rich
'cause if you slip, somebody waitin' to get at you/ grab your cash and split

These days, stay on the low-low and away from po-po/ unless ready to pull

Your fo'-fo' and blow/ how these days niggas wanna be the don of the mob?
They claim it, but never qualify for the job/ these days
We at muthafuckers quicker, simply 'cause it's 1999, nigga....


Hey yo, I'm out of the bricks, and y'all ain't worthy to serve me/ i'm
The type to out your bushes and bust you
With the 30,30 you want beef? I pack pistol utilities/ I'm the type of
Nigga that'll send to all my enemies
I can't walk to the airport for bein' who I was/ the police all on my dick,
Because they recognize a nigga,
We tryin' to get money, we don't respect the police/ us thugs unite, it
gon' never be no peace/ niggas be goin' to
School with nothin' but murda on they mind; givin' a about teachers/
Bustin' shotguns and 9's/ the scenes
And screams and everybody runnin'/ get on knees, and pray nigga, 'cause the
Son of the lord is
Asu
You I came in time; that's my frame of mind/ now I'm able to separate the
Deaf from the weak, dumb, and the
Niggas can't get none of not even some of mine/ just 'cause you got on a
Watch, nigga, don't mean you know the
You stagnatin'/ you fags hatin' my motion/ from ocean to ocean, my magic
Is the nerve to hate what i
Deserve to do wasn't a curse/ it was a signal; why that ass crashed,
Forgot to put on your blinker/ r.w.i.: rollin'
Infatuated/ I now I want my masters/ y'all done agitated disaster,
And at every end's a start/ I slip in the art
My and soul/ it's smart to roll, but dumb to come/ don't become the one i
Fold a lawnchair/ you shouldn't have
there/ what's the deal with the long stares? what's the purpose, jokers on
Earth surface to surface, and any is
Handled with same-day come on, come on, come on...

Bam
We run the blocks, stop the clocks, told the coppers to not set trip; our
gave y'all shots, and let the drama pop
Don't escalate the 4-5-9, it's why we or alive/ point of survival/ let's
Get points with real niggas lives/ but you see
Raw meat on streets; these niggas love their heat/ nowadays all wanna
Thug me
You see it be those ways that was so simple/ style to gristle/ from
The chair, 'em
for my nigga/ mental is money, murda, ridin', dumpin'
Head back to all of y'all since every are hard and provin' they got the
balls
Scared of the laws, told what he saw and he lookin' like/ broke him off in
The
I his life I said this shit is tight