Luyện nghe bài hát Thug Money

If it's 'bout money
Then you gots to kill them,
here nigga, that's the only way, uh
I'mi wake Hollywood up in this tonight

Thug Money got blood on it plus a little
Boy, I'm telling you, I put my on it
Thug Money got blood on it plus a little
Boy, I'm telling you, I put my on it

Thug Money got on it plus a little residue
Boy, I'm you, I put my heart on it
Thug Money got blood on it a little residue
Boy, I'm telling you, I put my on it

I'm thinking when I was younger
I hustle in the summer
No time for
I had to help my

And I love the weather
Make me hustle
into partner in da ghetto
Trying to get my shit

However, I'm giving fuck niggas pillars
fake dope dealers
And these fake ass killers for my
keep they fingers on the triggers

'Cause heard about you business
And these fuck niggas trying to end
So I'm ready, just riding dirty in the
Me and my cousin named Chopper and we stopping for fetti

Call us foolish, 'cause of how we feel the way we do
Slanging, robbing and shooting even neighborhood
I'm to do this and like weed
I'm louted with duck tape ya muted
If the shit move, I shoot it, on

Thug Money got blood on it a little residue
Boy, I'm telling you, I put my on it
Thug Money got blood on it plus a little
Boy, I'm telling you, I put my on it

I'm doing this one for my
Who left his baby lonely
Got dat neva saw him
Got kids who don't even him

Got to count his sent
'Cause one chance be his only
For the all be missing
His son's got missions

Hold on, fall, 'cause I've been there
And I know, 'cause see all my niggas ain't dealers
But they killers, for sure, they call us
So us our own section in the club
Allow us to use our drugs, what, nigga what, say it

Thug Money got blood on it plus a little
Boy, I'm telling you, I put my on it
Thug Money got blood on it plus a little
Boy, I'm telling you, I put my on it

Thug Money got blood on it plus a little
Boy, I'm you, I put my heart on it
Thug Money got on it plus a little residue
Boy, I'm telling you, I put my on it

I can't believe you heard of a dog, pop, what a bird
And no clues on how the Feds got the inside
He left his real homies home and all my niggas gone
And ain't no telling when the boy getting back
See everybody a hustle, so stay free from those ain't
Especially, when you getting in front of

'Cause them fools will try to ya
know you dying for yours
So day one, they don't trust ya
This style I be living for

Sometimes, look like I'm running speed
And this old bad luck taking me
Life's of lies, there's too many guys
Who need to compete and God a nigga tried

When it's gone get better, seems like
In this we live
Us niggas just can't stick
However, I guess a change got to come from
One day, but right now, I accomplish shit

Patience for the
Waiting to die for the troubles that I'm
So I'm on the edge
I'm thugging till I'm dead,

Standing from them suckers and far away from them Feds
I say I never had no job, rot
in the park, back when I was scared
And things got better, my pockets got fatter

Went from to Jimbo, Timbo's, to Polo
Nigga came across a key and turned it three
And got my fuck ass emenies running me
And

Thug got blood on it plus a little residue
Boy, I'm telling you, I put my on it
Thug Money got blood on it plus a little
Boy, I'm you, I put my heart on it

Tha thug got blood on it
Tha thug Money got on it