Luyện nghe bài hát Thug Money

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

Thug Money got 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 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 got blood 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 in the summer
No time for
I had to my mama

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

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

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

Call us foolish, 'cause of how we feel the way we do
Slanging, robbing and shooting neighborhood polluted
I'm ready to do this and weed
I'm always louted with duck tape ya
If the shit move, I 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 doing one for my homies
Who left his mama lonely
Got dat neva saw him
Got kids who even know him

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

Hold on, don't fall, 'cause 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
us to use our drugs, nigga what, nigga what, say 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
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 on how the Feds got the inside word
He left his real homies home and all my thug niggas
And ain't no when the boy getting back home
See everybody needs a hustle, so stay free from ain't
Especially, when you in front of muscle

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

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

When it's gone get better, like never
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 troubles that I'm
So I'm on the edge
I'm till I'm dead, yeah

Standing free from them suckers and far away from them
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 sweaters
Nigga came across a key and turned it three
And got my ass emenies running from me
And

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

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