Luyện nghe bài hát Thugs & Hustlers

featuring Krayzie Mag

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

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

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

See now my thugs do the gangsta and the and stealin
my hustlers do the bankin and the dealin for millions
My be curlin, crimpin, straight pimpin and illin
My gangsta thugs on this club on the 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 east to the west playin steelo with Beelow
Niggas fought drinkin corpse, too much cut on the
So we took every jewel that he just bought Tito
Then Beelow him through the desert
Left him bleedin in Reno, a see-note
A section or a solid to it
Ain't married a ring, save the carats for rabbits
'cause a and a thug and a hustler know
You trick your grip, the got rich and you's the hoe, woah

Bone]
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 better tear this up
If you one of niggas, us
Straight to the parkin, them nigga what
We all out, got on khakis, fatigues and boots
Just watchin all the loud talkers floss they 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
it whatever my nigga but I call it being a thug and a hustler
And you have the nuts to be both
And I roll with the raws
And get with the steady
Fuck, how your bitch and how many niggas you with
See we the ones that to crash the party
Drink all the up and disrespect every nigga in there
'cause we give a fuck (we don't)
Just I be rappin and all my records went platinum
Don't mean I had to get rid of my Thug Mentality
But I know some niggas be themselves
That's they hoes
And they get caught up in confrontations they be scared as hell
Ain't nothin wrong with bein a thug, but got to keep it real
So don't you get ass on wax tellin lies about how you live
Now I dedicate this to my strugglers
Make em feel ya, fuck em love ya
And y'all gon learn, thugs and hustlers
Hustlers,