Luyện nghe bài hát Young Thugs

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

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

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

Everytime I look into the mirror on thinkin' I'm wrong, cause
I thug, I thug,
all I see back is a thug,
and I I did wrong, young thug, young thug,
It's amazing how they give them second 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 did it straight from poverty, we broke in them homes!,
make them it cause you know them thugs is gonna live on!

[Chorus with Bone] (X2)

[Verse Bizzy Bone/Layzie Bone]

See got it goin' on,
but she was born in a up home,
and ain't filling her mama's seen a vista, (?)
the that'll beat us every time she's gone,
and ain't nobody her, here we go, again,
there he go again, I don't be here no more,
now I'm havin' a baby, only nigga that me,
(you don't have to tell me, he went and he left ya),
yea that nigga went crazy, but I him for the love, that's all I've got, (wha)
baby got it goin' on, nineteen, nail shop, bill drop, bling watch, I fail,
who sippin 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 nigga runnin' smokin' weed,
and if you was for whatever, he can get you what you need,
down thugsta with some nobody never seem to spot him,
one day somebody shot him, and the got started,
now his mama's on the pipe, and bigger in jail,
nigga the only cop i see that got 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 to do now? (do now?)
ain't to do but hit the streets and get some heat 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,
before we 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 layin' dead in the grave still not listenin'...

[Chorus Bizzy Bone] (X2)