Luyện nghe bài hát Thug Money

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

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

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

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

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

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

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 always with duck tape ya muted
If the shit move, I shoot it, on

Thug Money got on it plus a little residue
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'm doing this one for my
Who left his baby lonely
Got chur-en dat saw him
Got kids who don't even him

Got to his blessings sent
'Cause one be his only lesson
For the homies all be
His son's got stronger

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

Thug Money got blood on it plus a residue
Boy, I'm you, I put my heart on it
Money got blood on it plus 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 got the inside word
He left his real home and all my thug niggas gone
And no telling when the boy getting back home
See everybody needs a hustle, so stay from those ain't
Especially, when you getting in front of

'Cause fools will try to touch ya
They you dying for yours
So day one, they don't trust ya
This whole style I be for

Sometimes, look like I'm running fast
And this old bad luck me lower
Life's full of lies, there's too guys
Who need to compete and God knowns a tried

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

Patience for the
Waiting to die for the troubles that I'm
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
Living in the park, when I was scared
And then got better, my pockets got fatter

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

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

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