Luyện nghe bài hát Thugs & Hustlers

featuring Krayzie Mag

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

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

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

See now my thugs do the gangsta and the killin and
While my do the bankin and the dealin for millions
My be curlin, crimpin, straight pimpin and illin
My gangsta thugs on this on the motherfuckin realin
See, some motherfuckers got to get
just some motherfuckers can't shoot for shit
So my hustlers call my for the slugs for the hit
And my thugs roll and shoot in the hoop like a six
Came east to the west playin steelo with Beelow
Niggas fought drinkin corpse, too cut on the kilos
So we took every jewel that he just from Tito
Beelow rolled him through the desert
Left him in Reno, without a see-note
A or a solid to sell it
Ain't fuck a ring, save the carats for rabbits
'cause a pimp and a thug and a hustler
You your grip, the bitch got rich and you's the hoe, woah

[Krayzie
You see them packin niggas goin in the club, token, bud
no security at the door so they ain't even get touched
Now they better tear motherfucker 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 loud floss they cheese and jewels
Clean diamond rings and suits, we ain't hatin we hungry
And we'll rob ass with the quickness if you show me the money
Call it whatever my nigga but I call it being a thug and a
And you gotta have the to be both
And I gotta roll with the
And get with the regardless
Fuck, how your bitch and how many niggas you with
See we the ones that to crash the party
all the forties up and disrespect every nigga in there
'cause we give a fuck (we don't)
'cause I be rappin and all my records went platinum
Don't exactly I had to get rid of my Thug Mentality
But I know some be fakin themselves
That's 'cause they
And when they get caught up in confrontations be scared as hell
Ain't nothin wrong with 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 this to my strugglers
Make em feel ya, fuck em love ya
And gon learn, them thugs and hustlers
Hustlers,