Luyện nghe bài hát Theze Dayz

Krayzie, bam, asu, and mentality 1999

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

This how we livin' days (and this is for my gangsta, 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?
These days, you gotta be packin' a gun; your enemy/ these days, it's
nigga for they self
'cause it ain't no such thing as friends and wealth, so nice 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 and these days, no tellin' when
You'll meet your
I seen it too often, that's why fuck flossin' I take caution/ trip, shit
If rich, you're rich
'cause if you slip, somebody to get at you/ grab your cash and split your

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

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


Hey yo, I'm out of the bricks, and y'all ain't 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 utilities/ I'm the type of
Nigga that'll letterbombs to all my enemies
I can't even walk to the airport for bein' who I the police all on my dick,
they recognize a thug/ nigga,
We to get money, we don't respect the police/ until us thugs unite, it
Ain't gon' never be no peace/ be goin' to
School nothin' but murda on they mind; givin' a fuck about teachers/
Bustin' shotguns and picture the scenes
And and everybody runnin'/ get on your knees, and pray nigga, 'cause the
Son of the is comin'
Asu
You know I 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 mine/ not even some of just 'cause you got on a
Watch, nigga, don't mean you know the
You stagnatin'/ you fags my motion/ from ocean to ocean, my magic potion
Is the nerve to hate what i
to do wasn't a curse/ it was a signal; that's why that ass crashed,
Forgot to put on your blinker/ r.w.i.: while
I graduated; now I want my masters/ y'all done 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/ become the one i
Fold like a lawnchair/ you have
Gone there/ the deal with the long stares? what's the purpose, jokers on
Earth surface to surface, and any is
Handled with service? come on, come on, come on...

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