Luyện nghe bài hát Thugs & Hustlers

featuring Bone Mag

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

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

Now why should give a fuck?
What? Nigga my mental's
I gotta be dirty damn near all the time, strapped the 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 know can't run with me
Real ass niggas they get it done me
Because they want me
Ha, it's just the low I live
forever we ride, dub sac, my homey done died
My stays busted
All day, off that Henny blessed with Alhezay
Hey, what, gangstafied, bout it bout it til I die
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See now my thugs do the gangsta and the killin and
While my do the bankin and the dealin for millions
My pimps be curlin, crimpin, straight and illin
My gangsta thugs on this on the motherfuckin realin
See, some motherfuckers got to get
It's just some can't shoot for shit
So my hustlers call my thugs for the for the hit
And yeah my thugs roll and shoot in the hoop a six
Came from east to the west playin steelo Beelow
Niggas fought drinkin corpse, too cut on the kilos
So we took every that he just bought from Tito
Then Beelow rolled him the desert
Left him bleedin in Reno, without a
A section or a to sell it
Ain't fuck a ring, save the carats for rabbits
'cause a pimp and a thug and a hustler
You trick your grip, the bitch got rich and you's the hoe,

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