Luyện nghe bài hát Theze Dayz

Krayzie, bam, asu, and k-mont:thug 1999

I'm representin' muthafuckin' thugline nigga, in 1999/ you wanna
Find the real thugs and hustlas,
Come to the muthafuckin' ghetto where we from/ now the real thugs

This how we livin' these (and this is for my gangsta, gangsta, gangsta/ and
That for my thugsta, thugsta, thugsta)

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

These days, stay on the low-low and away from unless you're ready to pull

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


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

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