Luyện nghe bài hát Thug Money

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

Thug Money got blood on it 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 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

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

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

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

'Cause they heard you business
And fuck niggas trying to end this
So I'm ready, riding dirty in the Chelli
Me and my named Chopper 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 louted with duck tape ya
If the move, I shoot it, hold 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 you, I put my heart on it

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

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

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

Thug Money got blood on it plus a 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

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 you, I put my heart on it

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

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

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

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

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

Standing free from them and far away from 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 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

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