Luyện nghe bài hát Thug Money

If 'bout that money
Then you gots to them, haha
Come here nigga, that's the way, uh
I'mi wake Hollywood up in this muthafucka

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

I'm thinking back I was younger
I usta 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 these fuck niggas
Robbing fake dealers
And fake ass killers for my niggas
They keep they fingers on the

they 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 shooting even polluted
I'm ready to do this and like
I'm always louted duck tape ya muted
If the move, I shoot it, hold on

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 you, I put my heart on it

I'm doing one for my homies
Who left his baby mama
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, don't fall, I've been there
And I know, 'cause see all my niggas ain't dealers
But they killers, for sure, call us thugs
So us our own section in the club
us to use our drugs, nigga what, nigga what, say it

Thug Money got blood on it plus a 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

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

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

'Cause them will try to touch ya
know you dying for yours
So from day one, don't trust ya
This whole style I be for

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

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

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

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

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

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

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