Luyện nghe bài hát Hustle Hard

Uhh, dry as the fuck, and I'm (?) one left yo-yo
Seven houses down, black street, dark (?) don't matter tho'
I don't who to trust, what to look fo'
How many niggas wanna me?
I'm a, hard time tryin to determine
If that's the homey, or the
Ol' shady-ass, no for that
Just like he plottin on somethin-ass nigga
But I wanted to mack like he to do somethin
And I'll get to be on yo' ass nigga
One of the main rules, of the game, without a
don't you ever pull a gun and don't use it
Nigga that's a good way to get your brains out
Motherfucker me get to flashin then I lose it
Leave that ol' shit up to me and watch me it
Nigga, you betta be real about this
If you in it you in it be no punk
Nigga this ain't no game, niggas don't FORFEIT NO DAMN FUNK

Two brothers sack for sack
In the back of the 'llac, a whiffle
the fuck up out of some willow
Poppin like Skittles
It'll get you in the run, sniffin them long ones
Way girl ya dick and now it got ya on one
Came up shorted, circumstances nigga it
What goes around comes tryin to steal this (?) Brady hostess
Keep your focus, and never the love of the hocus
Set up hoes lovin to get to come and smoke us
Die-hard soldier, T-Pup-alicious, cops get
No mercy on haters or no
Got in my clitches for a nigga to take some chances
So we can deal with these Sic-Wid-It-ass circumstances

various singers together

Takin all CHANCES
You might never ever get them CIRCUMSTANCES
CHANCES
You might never ever get them CIRCUMSTANCES

Chorus Two: Cold 187um, Kokane + (repeat 2X)

I said the world is full of babies
I remember when the world went
Til I copped a sack, and put it down like
And rolled out like it didn't fade me

Nigga - slang suga delight to get my hustle right
It's double like, a new Benzo with the bubble lights
fights with rats and roaches, I was the brokest
Motherfucker, now I'm the closest to ballin ferocious
Motherfucker, dust a nigga off wax off, cracks off a hard
(Fo' sheezy) Pimpin ain't easy and motherfucker if you breezy
Easy does it, I does it do it off the
Come with the shit I come through with
Bitch don't you hear the
(Don't you the music? Too sexy for my shirt)
Too for my shirt so bad hurt
Niggas on the turf wanna put my ass up in the dirt, I skirt
A Lex-o and slurp a genie bottle of X-O
Or maybe I'm with 40-Water and a jug of ethel
You can't it, don't leave the ghetto
Me and I'm heated like two of methyl

Damn, (??)cydal shit vital shit starts to happen
Eager to be the nigga for cappin
Strappin up ain't no thang, survival
It's makin sure you all good when it comes to enemies and
It's +Higher Learning+, but it's +True
When it comes to the
Speedy destroyes from the Eastside
Is it ridicule or stardom? Did we yo' feelings, pardon
I'm makin fall like cops on +Rage in Harlem+
(Beotch!) I'm on some moonshine
Bit the off the Cristal
I'm so let me chill for a while

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[Celly
Aww yeah yeah now know
ain't no sense in me fuckin around
My stompin be the H-I-double-L-S-I-D-E bound
To touch you with tecs and make them marks, bounce like checks
a faulty bitch up under these niggas
And 'em off with sex
Ain't no tellin what angle I'm comin with these
Penitentiary chances, nina ruff fluffin tap
On your hood for breedin bitch-made niggas
fade triggers so they quick get sprayed niggas
I fuck with wig-splitters, Colombian neck-tie throat
(??) take a long business to get paid
To get rid of you
Chatter police-ass niggas chances (takin chances)
Man you fuck with these circumstances

And all you O.G. motherfuckers stop tryin to mark them yungsta
sooner or later, they gon' dump, like some garbage dusters
Tryin to yo' weight around
Like you gon', uhh, take a spot
Nigga you know these youngsters nowadays
Be off that water and

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