Luyện nghe bài hát Thugs & Hustlers

featuring Bone Mag

(Mag)]
Aw shit! we go!
Aw there go my niggas there!
there go my thugs over there!
There go them bitches there!
out for shots for my real niggas!

Where my thugs where my at?
Where my thugs where my at? Say what?
Where my where my hustlers at?
Where my where my hustlers at? Say what?
The Henny's in me, you change that
the blunt, roll that bitch up, where my thugs at?
Where my at? Show me where my thugs at
Where my thugs at? me where my thugs at
The Henny's in me, you change that
Crack the blunt, roll that up, where my thugs at?
Where my thugs at? Show me my thugs at
Where my thugs at? me where my thugs at

Now why should locs a fuck?
What? Nigga my stuck
I gotta be damn near all the time, strapped the fuck up
Post the fuck up, Smoked the fuck up, locced the up
When the po po come we choke the fuck up, punk
Bitch ass niggas know they can't run me
ass niggas they get it done with me
Because they with me
Ha, it's just the low life I
forever we ride, dub sac, my homey done died
My head busted
All motherfuckin day, off that blessed with Alhezay
Hey, what, gangstafied, it bout it til I die nigga
Bounce to and if you dig it press rewind

See now my thugs do the gangsta and the killin and
While my hustlers do the bankin and the dealin for
My pimps be curlin, crimpin, pimpin and illin
My gangsta thugs on this on the motherfuckin realin
See, motherfuckers got loot to get
It's just some motherfuckers can't for shit
So my call my thugs for the slugs for the hit
And yeah my roll and shoot in the hoop like a six
Came from east to the playin steelo with Beelow
fought drinkin corpse, too much cut on the kilos
So we took every jewel he just bought from Tito
Beelow rolled him through the desert
Left him bleedin in Reno, a see-note
A or a solid to sell it
Ain't fuck a ring, save the carats for rabbits
a pimp and a thug and a hustler know
You trick your grip, the bitch got and you's the hoe, woah

[Krayzie
You see them packin goin in the club, token, smokin bud
Ain't no at the door so they ain't even get touched
Now they tear this motherfucker up
If you one of niggas, us
Straight to the parkin, lift them nigga
We all thugged out, got on khakis, and boots
Just watchin all the talkers floss they cheese and jewels
Clean diamond and suits, we ain't hatin nigga we hungry
And rob your ass with the quickness if you show me the money
it whatever my nigga but I call it being a thug and a hustler
And you gotta the nuts to be both
And I gotta with the raws
And get the steady regardless
Fuck, how much bitch and how many niggas you with
See we the ones that like to the party
Drink all the forties up and disrespect every nigga in
'cause we don't give a (we don't)
Just I be rappin and all my records went platinum
Don't exactly I had to get rid of my Thug Mentality
But I know niggas be fakin themselves
That's 'cause hoes
And when they get caught up in they be scared as hell
Ain't wrong with bein a thug, but y'all got to keep it real
So don't you get your ass on wax tellin about how you live
Now I dedicate to my real strugglers
Make em feel ya, fuck makin em ya
And y'all gon learn, thugs and hustlers
Hustlers,