Luyện nghe bài hát Young Thugs

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

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

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

[Verse 1: Krayzie Bone]

Standin' is a broken thug, (that's me)
who wanna go home, (no...)
stand here frozen up,
hangin' out in the cold, below,
tryin' to his soul,
the mind is gone,
tryin' to find guidin road,
and keep on, on, on, on,
rollin' on, you better keep on, on, on, on,
on, you better keep rollin' on.

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

with Bizzy Bone] (X2)

[Verse Two: Bizzy Bone/Layzie

See got it goin' on,
but she was born in a up home,
and nobody filling her mama's seen a vista, (?)
the niggas that'll us every time she's gone,
and nobody release her, here we go, again,
there he go again, I don't wanna be no more,
now I'm havin' a baby, nigga that help me,
(you don't have to tell me, he went crazy and he 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, bling watch, I fail,
who with the head off, rep the prop, who give a fuck about a nigga now,
I don't, and the don't stop, yea,
Till the drops, yea,
I'm all that got, got, got...

Once a time,
There was a little young runnin' wildin smokin' weed,
and if you was lookin' for whatever, he can get you you need,
down thugsta some props nobody never seem to spot him,
one day shot him, and the drama got started,
now his on the pipe, and bigger brother's in jail,
nigga the only cop i see got story to tell, see,
he was just chillin, then his belly got hungry,
everybody in the family out for self, got no money,
so what's a young thug to do (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 while he in it, actin' badder, cases,
we knew it he was in too deep,
nowhere to run and no to hide, he was in too deep,
he culda changed his but no he didn't,
now the little nigga layin' dead in the grave not listenin'...

[Chorus With Bizzy (X2)