Luyện nghe bài hát Why U Turn On Me

(Ol' switcheroo-ass, bitch made )
nigga, Westside, throw it up
Hahaha had love for 'em, but why you on me?
Why me? Westside, how you do it

I went from, nothin to somethin now they all wanna see me
And the player hate to see a thug nigga ball
And they say we hate the East coast, but funny
Got a lot of love for, any gettin money
I made a song about my and niggaz tripped
It was hip-hop until Tupac Biggie bitch
Y'all niggaz and bitch made
Now love me or hate me but real thug niggaz get paid
Have me catchin all across the nation
I to jail to bail to barely on probation
They got a player three strikes, and we might
Just blast God bless the child can get cash
But all niggaz turnin and never learn
Got a long of niggaz player hatin me but gettin burned
Talk a lot of shit but a trick in drag
Like the Mack you fall back and stick yo' ass for back pay

Why you wanna on me?
Never thought you would backstab me (Why turnin on me?)
you niggaz see me you flee (Why me?)
Cause I'm a T-H the U-G (Why me?)
Why you wanna on me?
Never thought you would me
When you niggaz see me you
I'm a T-H with the U-G

It, so innocent, but ended in the fifth precinct
the juvenile delinquent, we still decent
Playin catch and kiss, used to diss the
Fuck school we was skippin drink a on the curb
Me and you, no closer two, drinkin brew
you need nigga? Anything at all come to me nigga
You can wear my and my gold for the hoes
Gave you the to the jeep, offered my home as an open door
But then you picked a new direction, in the of an eye
My time away made perfection, did you think I'd die?
I never got a single visit yet I on
All my old too busy now my money gone
Said I got raped in jail, that? {*laughter*}
is a payback bitch, get your gat
Fuck Williams} and I pray you choke
On the dick down your throat, for turnin on me

Why you wanna on me?
Never you would backstab me (Why y'all turnin on me?)
When you niggaz see me you (Why me?)
I'm a T-H with the U-G (Why me?)
Why you turn on me?
Never you would backstab me
you niggaz see me you flee
Cause I'm a T-H the U-G

I put Craig on your fat ass, you fat troll
Anybody ever {Wendy Williams} fat ass?
Why you wearin Spandex you fat bitch?
I your pussy stinks, you fat hoe
I'm puttin Craig on you bitch
I'm about to put a dollar, hit
Through Jenny to come find yo' ass
And put you in a fat farm, you fat
Thug Life, Outlaw, Westside
It's so you know who said it
And for everybody who didn't like I said about that other trick
And Deep, fuck you too nigga
If a didn't want to get talked about
He stepped in the fuckin ring
If Tyson don't to get knocked out
He don't step in the fuckin ring, that's how the go
When get in the ring, he knock motherfuckers out
that's what Tupac gon' do
When niggaz against me, I'ma knock they punk ass out
One way or the motherfuckin
This old motherfuckin nigga in the South me nigga
It's more one way to skin a cat
It's more one way to shoot a gat
It's than one way to die nigga
When I'm through, cry nigga
is how we do it

Why you turn on me?
Never thought you would backstab me (Why y'all on me?)
you niggaz see me you flee (Why me?)
Cause I'm a T-H the U-G (Why me?)
Why you wanna on me?
Never you would backstab me
When you niggaz see me you
I'm a T-H with the U-G

Fuck you too