Luyện nghe bài hát Thugs & Hustlers

featuring Krayzie Mag

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

Where my thugs where my at?
Where my thugs where my hustlers at? Say
Where my thugs my hustlers at?
Where my where my hustlers at? Say what?
The Henny's in me, you can't change
Crack the blunt, roll bitch up, where my thugs at?
my thugs at? Show me where my thugs at
Where my thugs at? me where my thugs at
The in me, you can't 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? Show me my thugs at

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

See now my thugs do the and the killin and stealin
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, some got loot to get
It's just some motherfuckers shoot for shit
So my hustlers call my for the slugs for the hit
And yeah my thugs roll and shoot in the hoop a six
Came from east to the west playin steelo with
Niggas fought drinkin corpse, too much cut on the
So we took every jewel he just bought from Tito
Then Beelow rolled him the desert
him bleedin in Reno, without a see-note
A section or a solid to it
Ain't married fuck a ring, save the for rabbits
a pimp and a thug and a hustler know
You trick grip, the bitch got rich and you's the hoe, woah

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