Luyện nghe bài hát Thug Money

If it's that money
you gots to kill them, haha
Come here nigga, the only way, uh
I'mi Hollywood up in this muthafucka tonight

Thug Money got blood on it plus a little
Boy, I'm you, I put my heart on it
Thug Money got on it plus a little residue
Boy, I'm telling you, I put my on it

Money got blood on it plus a little residue
Boy, I'm telling you, I put my on it
Money got blood on it plus a little residue
Boy, I'm you, I put my heart on it

I'm thinking back when I was
I usta hustle in the
No time for
I had to help my

And I love the rainy
Make me hustle
Running into partner in da
Trying to get my shit

However, I'm giving these niggas pillars
Robbing fake dealers
And these fake ass for my niggas
They they fingers on the triggers

they heard about you business
And these fuck trying to end this
So I'm ready, riding dirty in the Chelli
Me and my cousin named Chopper and we stopping for that

us foolish, 'cause of how we feel the way we do this
Slanging, robbing and even neighborhood polluted
I'm to do this and like weed
I'm louted with duck tape ya muted
If the move, I shoot it, hold on

Thug Money got on it plus a little residue
Boy, I'm you, I put my heart on it
Thug Money got blood on it a little residue
Boy, I'm you, I put my heart on it

I'm doing one for my homies
Who his baby mama lonely
Got dat neva saw him
Got who don't even know him

Got to his blessings sent
one chance be his only lesson
For the homies all be
His son's got stronger

on, don't fall, 'cause I've been there
And I know, 'cause see all my niggas ain't dope
But they killers, for sure, they us thugs
So give us our own in the club
Allow us to use our drugs, what, nigga what, say it

Thug Money got on it plus a little residue
Boy, I'm you, I put my heart on it
Money got blood on it plus a little residue
Boy, I'm telling you, I put my on it

Thug Money got blood on it plus a little
Boy, I'm telling you, I put my on it
Thug Money got blood on it a little residue
Boy, I'm telling you, I put my on it

I can't believe you haven't heard of a dog, pop, what a
And no on how the Feds got the inside word
He left his real homies home and all my thug niggas
And no telling when the boy getting back home
See everybody needs a hustle, so stay from those ain't
Especially, you getting in front of muscle

them fools will try to touch ya
They know you for yours
So day one, they don't trust ya
This style I be living for

Sometimes, look I'm running fast speed
And old bad luck taking me lower
Life's full of lies, there's too guys
Who to compete and God knowns a nigga tried

When it's gone get better, like never
In this we live
Us niggas just stick together
However, I a change got to come from this
One day, but now, I can't accomplish shit

Patience for the
to die for the troubles that I'm facing
So I'm on the edge
I'm thugging till I'm dead,

free from them suckers and far away from them Feds
I say I never had no job, rot
in the park, back when I was scared
And then things got better, my pockets got

from to Jimbo, Timbo's, to Polo sweaters
Nigga came a key and turned it into three
And got my fuck ass emenies from me
And

Thug got blood on it plus a little residue
Boy, I'm you, I put my heart on it
Thug Money got blood on it a little residue
Boy, I'm you, I put my heart on it

Tha thug Money got on it
Tha thug Money got on it