Luyện nghe bài hát Mo' Thuggin'

Yeah, Poetic (Hustla, Hustla)
we was gon' fall?
Right at ya
Yeah, (Hustla, Hustla...)
Aw,
It's now

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I'm just a Hustla from
And my life's turned around
'Cause we're Mo Thuggin', Mo
Mo Thuggin, Mo Thuggin'

[Boogy
gettin' recruited
Holdin' guns, 'cause they for me
Drinkin' my love, because the is muthafucka
(Would ya die for me?)
Fuckin' Bitches In need
Try not see me innocent, on Hennessy,
It's time to breathe, Mo to the top
We be the best,
Giddyup I touch ya
Never trust for nothin'
The Lord done blessed me,
Got the tear to it, busta
rock, muthafucka
Hall of Fame to the top,
the fuck you wanna do, bitch?
Lovin' my people, I'd die for my
I for my people
Bitch,
And don't test the muthafuckin' Boogy tight as
better pray
Bitch, y'all and shit
A out there
Did slit my nigga (we are Mo Thug)
And rest in peace, and I find 'em
I'm a rip 'em, I'm put my on it
Yeah, and in peace, and to his mama
His dada, I'm paranoid, now

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[Tony
Sometimes I sit and I
Is my life really too fast?
'Cause I'm feelin' all the
Bitch-made suckas that didn't think we would
four, we was on the go
And that's for
I you hope and prayin'
That this Mo Thug click grow more
But, bitch, we too
We hold on, by our bones
And let them niggas burn in
That killed my nigga,
Your name will live on, and everyday I say
I do pray, but I why it has to be this way
Trials and tribulations
'Cause Lord, You bless me with my kids
punish them for the shit that I did
I'm thuggin', the way it is
It's crazy livin' life in the
That's showbiz, separatin' your friends from
And and hoes, but those don't know
Don't fuck pros
These bros is ready to roll
Everyday to make a winnin' where we fit in
No matter what the may be
We on top
Goin' in history, Mo Thuggin'

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[Mo!
Rememberin' the days when times were
Hittin' the streets, hustlin' from 'til dawn
My family was right there, right there by my
No second thoughts ever on our muthafuckin'
Doin' what's necessary to keep our fuckin' fat
Our own personal security to watch our
Representin' to the
Got my fist high in the sky
Yeah, you what it is - Mo Thug 'til I die
a Hustla from C-Town, straight doin' my thang
I'm one of the last original
So these nuts hang
We don't take no
Never to split a nigga's wig
Or for matter, fuck his bitch
I love for my Mo Thug and sisters
Them was days, and you that
will always be with us
Gettin' brewed to it all together
Dueces on a square,
(Dueces, dueces. I'm next, I'm next. I'm next, playa)

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