Luyện nghe bài hát Young Thugs

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

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

Krayzie Bone] (X2)
Young thugs, my thugs,
young thugs, my thu-u-ugs,
thugs, my young thugs,
young thugs, my thu-u-ugs.

[Verse 1: Krayzie Bone/Wish

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

Everytime I look into the mirror keep on 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 chances and they let us live on, all thugs, all thugs,
T.H.U.G., is all I be,
all my little fellas really thuggin' me,
we did it straight from poverty, we broke in them homes!,
make them stop it cause you know them thugs is live on!

with Bizzy Bone] (X2)

[Verse Two: Bizzy Bone/Layzie

See baby got it 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 release her, here we go, again,
he go again, I don't wanna be here no more,
now I'm havin' a baby, only that help me,
(you don't have to tell me, he went 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, drop, bling watch, I never fail,
who sippin with the off, rep the prop, who give a fuck about a nigga now,
I don't, and the shit stop, yea,
Till the drops, yea,
I'm all I've 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 with some props nobody never to spot him,
one day somebody shot him, and the got started,
now his mama's on the pipe, and brother's in jail,
nigga the only cop i see got story to tell, see,
first he was just chillin, then his got hungry,
everybody in the out for self, ain't got no money,
so what's a thug to do now? (do now?)
ain't nothin' to do but hit the streets and get some heat n' put the 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 changed his but no he didn't,
now the little nigga dead in the grave still not listenin'...

[Chorus With Bizzy (X2)