Luyện nghe bài hát Young Thugs

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

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

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

1: Krayzie Bone/Wish Bone]

Standin' is a broken thug, (that's me)
who wanna go home, (no...)
rather here frozen up,
out in the cold, zero below,
tryin' to his soul,
before the is gone,
tryin' to that guidin road,
and keep on, on, on, on,
rollin' on, you 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 know I did wrong, thug, young thug,
It's amazing how 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 thuggin' with me,
we done did it from poverty, we broke in them homes!,
make them stop it cause you know them thugs is live on!

[Chorus Bizzy Bone] (X2)

[Verse Two: Bone/Layzie Bone]

See baby got it on,
but she was in a fucked up home,
and ain't nobody 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 that help me,
(you don't have to me, he went crazy and he left ya),
yea that went crazy, but I thank him for the love, that's all I've 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 don't stop, yea,
the casket drops, yea,
I'm all I've got, got, got...

Once a time,
There was a little young nigga runnin' wildin weed,
and if you was for whatever, he can get you what you need,
down thugsta with some props nobody never to spot him,
one day somebody him, and the drama got started,
now his mama's on the pipe, and brother's in jail,
the only cop i see that got story to tell, see,
first he was chillin, then his belly got hungry,
in the family 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 some heat n' put the down,
that's he get the hustla, off to the races,
to win it while he in it, actin' badder, catchin' cases,
before we it he was in too deep,
nowhere to run and no to hide, he was in too deep,
he changed his life but no he didn't,
now the little nigga dead in the grave still not listenin'...

[Chorus With Bizzy (X2)