Luyện nghe bài hát Thug Money

If it's 'bout that
Then you gots to kill them,
Come here nigga, that's the way, uh
wake Hollywood up in this muthafucka tonight

Thug Money got blood on it plus a little
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 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 back when I was younger
I usta hustle in the
No time for
I had to help my

And I love the rainy
me hustle better
Running partner in da ghetto
Trying to get my shit

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

they heard about you business
And fuck 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 the way we do this
Slanging, robbing and shooting neighborhood polluted
I'm ready to do and like weed
I'm always louted with duck tape ya
If the move, I shoot it, hold on

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 telling you, I put my on it

I'm this one for my homies
Who left his baby lonely
Got chur-en dat saw him
Got kids who even know him

Got to count his blessings
'Cause one be his only 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 dope dealers
But killers, for sure, they 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 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

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

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

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

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

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

Patience for the
Waiting to die for the that I'm facing
So I'm living on the
I'm till I'm dead, yeah

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

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

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

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