Luyện nghe bài hát Young Thugs

[Intro: Bone]
Hey thugs, the world is yours.
The world, the world, the is yours.

[Bizzy Bone : lapping with chorus]
" them all down,
y'all the end
when i bust all down (x2)
near the end"

[Chorus: Krayzie (X2)
Young thugs, my thugs,
young thugs, my thu-u-ugs,
thugs, my young thugs,
young thugs, my thu-u-ugs.

1: Krayzie Bone/Wish Bone]

Standin' is a broken thug, (that's me)
who don't go home, (no...)
stand here frozen up,
hangin' out in the cold, below,
tryin' to his soul,
before the is gone,
tryin' to find guidin road,
and rollin' on, on, on, on,
rollin' on, you better keep on, on, on, on,
on, you better keep rollin' on.

Everytime I look the mirror keep on thinkin' I'm wrong, cause
I thug, I thug,
all I see lookin' is a thug,
and I I did wrong, young thug, young thug,
It's amazing how they them second chances and they let us live on, all thugs, all thugs,
T.H.U.G., is all I be,
all my fellas really thuggin' with me,
we done did it straight from poverty, we in them homes!,
make them stop it cause you them thugs is gonna live on!

[Chorus with Bone] (X2)

Two: Bizzy Bone/Layzie Bone]

See baby got it on,
but she was in a fucked up home,
and ain't nobody her mama's seen a vista, (?)
the that'll beat us every time she's gone,
and ain't nobody release her, we go, again,
he go again, I don't wanna be here no more,
now I'm a baby, only nigga that help me,
(you don't have to me, he went crazy and he left ya),
yea that nigga went crazy, but I thank him for the love, that's all got, (wha)
baby got it goin' on, nineteen, nail shop, bill drop, watch, I never fail,
who sippin with the head off, rep the prop, who give a about a nigga now,
I don't, and the don't stop, yea,
the casket drops, yea,
I'm all that got, got, got...

Once a time,
There was a little nigga runnin' wildin smokin' weed,
and if you was lookin' for whatever, he can get you you need,
down thugsta with some nobody never seem to spot him,
one day somebody him, and the drama got started,
now his on the pipe, and bigger brother's in jail,
the only cop i see that got story to tell, see,
first he was chillin, then his belly got hungry,
everybody in the out for self, ain't got no money,
so what's a young to do now? (do now?)
ain't nothin' to do but hit the streets and get some n' put the rules down,
where'd he get the hustla, off to the races,
tryin' to win it he in it, actin' badder, catchin' cases,
we knew it he was in too deep,
nowhere to run and no to hide, he was in too deep,
he culda his life but no he didn't,
now the little nigga layin' dead in the grave not listenin'...

[Chorus With Bizzy (X2)