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 them over there!
out for shots for my real niggas!

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

Now why should give a fuck?
What? Nigga my mental's
I be dirty damn near all the time, strapped the fuck up
Post the fuck up, 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 want with me
Ha, it's just the low life I
Shit forever we ride, dub sac, my done died
My head busted
All motherfuckin day, off that Henny blessed with
Hey, what, gangstafied, it bout it til I die nigga
Bounce to this and if you dig it rewind

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

[Krayzie
You see them niggas goin in the club, token, smokin bud
Ain't no security at the door so they ain't get touched
Now they better 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 all the loud talkers floss they cheese and jewels
Clean diamond rings and suits, we ain't nigga we hungry
And we'll rob your ass with the if you show me the money
Call it whatever my nigga but I call it a thug and a hustler
And you gotta the nuts to be both
And I gotta with the raws
And get with the steady
Fuck, how much your bitch and how many niggas you
See we the ones that like to crash the
Drink all the forties up and disrespect every in there
we don't give a fuck (we don't)
Just 'cause I be rappin and all my went platinum
Don't exactly mean I had to get rid of my Mentality
But I know some niggas be themselves
That's 'cause hoes
And they get caught up in confrontations they be scared as hell
Ain't nothin wrong with bein a thug, but y'all got to it real
So you get your ass on wax tellin lies about how you live
Now I this to my real strugglers
Make em feel ya, makin em love ya
And gon learn, them thugs and hustlers
Hustlers,