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 for my real niggas!

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

Now why should give a fuck?
Nigga my mental's stuck
I gotta be dirty damn near all the time, 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 know they can't run me
Real ass niggas get it done with me
Because they with me
Ha, just the low life I live
Shit forever we ride, dub sac, my homey died
My head busted
All motherfuckin day, off that Henny blessed 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 killin and
my hustlers 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
just some motherfuckers 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 like a six
Came from east to the west playin with Beelow
Niggas fought drinkin corpse, too much cut on the
So we took jewel that he just bought from Tito
Then Beelow rolled him through the
Left him in Reno, without a see-note
A section or a to sell it
Ain't married fuck a ring, save the for rabbits
'cause a and a thug and a hustler know
You trick grip, the bitch got rich and you's the hoe, woah

[Krayzie
You see packin niggas goin in the club, token, smokin bud
Ain't no security at the door so they even get touched
Now they tear 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 watchin all the loud talkers floss they cheese and
diamond rings and suits, we ain't hatin nigga we hungry
And we'll rob your ass with the if you show me the money
Call it whatever my but I call it being a thug and a hustler
And you gotta have the to be both
And I gotta roll with the
And get with the steady
Fuck, how much your bitch and how niggas you with
See we the ones that like to crash the
Drink all the forties up and disrespect every in there
'cause we don't a fuck (we don't)
Just 'cause I be rappin and all my records platinum
Don't mean I had to get rid of my Thug Mentality
But I know some niggas be fakin
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 y'all got to keep it
So don't you get your ass on wax tellin about how you live
Now I this to my real strugglers
em feel ya, fuck makin em love ya
And y'all gon learn, them and hustlers
Hustlers,