Luyện nghe bài hát Thug Money

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

Thug got blood on it plus 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

Thug got blood on it plus a little residue
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

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

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

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

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

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

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 residue
Boy, I'm you, I put my heart on it

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

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

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

Thug Money got on it plus 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

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

I can't believe you haven't 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 thug gone
And ain't no telling when the boy back home
See everybody needs a hustle, so stay from those ain't
Especially, when you getting in front of

'Cause them fools will try to ya
They know you for yours
So from day one, they don't ya
whole style I be living for

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

When it's gone get better, seems like
In this we live
Us niggas just stick together
However, I guess a change got to 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 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, when I was scared
And then things got better, my pockets got

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

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 plus a little
Boy, I'm you, I put my heart on it

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