Luyện nghe bài hát Hustle Hard

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

Two goin sack for sack
In the of the 'llac, takin a whiffle
Strippin the fuck up out of willow
Poppin ecstasy like
It'll get you in the run, sniffin them long ones
Way burst 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 focus, and never the love of the hocus pocus
Set up hoes lovin to get to come and smoke us
Die-hard soldier, T-Pup-alicious, cops get
No mercy on or no bitches
Got in my clitches waitin for a nigga to take chances
So we can deal with these Sic-Wid-It-ass circumstances

Chorus: various together

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

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

I said the world is full of babies
I remember when the went crazy
Til I copped a sack, and put it down like
And rolled out like it even fade me

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

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

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Cel]
Aww yeah yeah now niggas
Well ain't no in me fuckin around
My stompin ground be the bound
To touch you with tecs and make them marks, bounce like checks
Slide a faulty bitch up under niggas
And 'em off with sex
no tellin what angle I'm comin with these circumstances
Penitentiary chances, nina ruff fluffin tap
On hood for breedin snitch bitch-made niggas
Don't fade triggers so quick get sprayed niggas
I fuck with wig-splitters, neck-tie throat slitters
(??) a long time business to get paid
To get rid of you
police-ass niggas takin chances (takin chances)
Man you can't fuck with these

And all you O.G. motherfuckers stop tryin to mark them yungsta
Cause sooner or later, they gon' dump, like some dusters
Tryin to throw yo' weight
you gon', uhh, take over a spot
Nigga don't you know these youngsters
Be off that water and

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