Luyện nghe bài hát Young Thugs

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

[Bizzy Bone : lapping with chorus]
" bust all down,
y'all the end
i bust them all down (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.

[Verse 1: Krayzie Bone]

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

Everytime I look the mirror keep on thinkin' I'm wrong, cause
I thug, I thug,
all I see back is a thug,
and I know I did wrong, thug, young thug,
amazing 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 thuggin' with me,
we done did it straight from poverty, we in them homes!,
make them stop it you know them thugs is gonna live on!

[Chorus Bizzy Bone] (X2)

[Verse Two: Bone/Layzie Bone]

See baby got it on,
but she was born in a up home,
and ain't nobody her mama's seen a vista, (?)
the niggas that'll beat us every time gone,
and ain't nobody release her, we go, again,
there he go again, I don't wanna be no more,
now I'm havin' a baby, only nigga help me,
(you don't have to tell me, he went crazy and he ya),
yea that nigga crazy, but I thank him for the love, that's all I've got, (wha)
baby got it goin' on, nineteen, nail shop, bill drop, watch, I never 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,
was a little young nigga runnin' wildin smokin' weed,
and if you was lookin' for whatever, he can get you you need,
thugsta with some props 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,
the only cop i see that got story to tell, see,
first he was just chillin, then his got hungry,
in the family out for self, ain't 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 he in it, actin' badder, catchin' cases,
we knew 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 layin' dead in the grave still not listenin'...

[Chorus Bizzy Bone] (X2)