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 them all down (x2)
y'all the end"

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

[Verse 1: Krayzie Bone]

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

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

with Bizzy Bone] (X2)

[Verse Two: Bone/Layzie Bone]

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

Once a time,
There was a little young nigga wildin smokin' weed,
and if you was for whatever, he can get you what you need,
down thugsta with some props nobody seem to spot him,
one day somebody shot him, and the got started,
now his on the pipe, and bigger brother's in jail,
nigga the only cop i see 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 thug to do (do now?)
ain't nothin' to do but hit the streets and get heat n' put the rules down,
where'd he get the hustla, off to the races,
tryin' to win it while he in it, 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 dead in the grave still not listenin'...

With Bizzy Bone] (X2)