Luyện nghe bài hát Thug Money

If it's 'bout that
Then you to kill them, haha
Come nigga, that's the only way, uh
I'mi wake Hollywood up in muthafucka tonight

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

I'm thinking back when I was
I usta in the summer
No for crime
I had to my mama

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

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

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

Call us foolish, of how we feel the way we do this
Slanging, robbing and even neighborhood polluted
I'm ready to do this and like
I'm always with duck tape ya muted
If the move, I shoot it, hold on

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

I'm doing one for my homies
Who his baby mama lonely
Got dat neva saw him
Got who don't even know him

Got to count his blessings
'Cause one chance be his only
For the all be missing
His got stronger missions

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

Money 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 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 a little residue
Boy, I'm you, I put my heart 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 needs a hustle, so free from those ain't
Especially, when you in front of muscle

them fools will try to touch ya
They know you dying for
So from day one, don't trust ya
This style I be living for

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

When it's gone get better, seems never
In this we live
Us niggas just stick together
However, I a change got to come from this
One day, but right now, I can't shit

for the frustration
Waiting to die for the that I'm facing
So I'm living on the
I'm till I'm dead, yeah

Standing free from them suckers and far away them Feds
I say I had no job, always rot
in the park, back when I was scared
And then things got better, my pockets got

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

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

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