Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't Hard 2 Find

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Influenced by crime, to grindin'
Where I can up my chips
And niggas me a timer
I been ballin' my adolescent years steady climbin'
Man, you don't know nuttin' about no timin'

That's right, that's right boy start that off

I heard a rumour I died, in cold blood dramatized
Pictures of me in my final stage you know Mama
But that was fiction, some coward got the twisted
Like I no existed, mysteriously missin'
Although I'm worldwide, baby I ain't hard to
Why I spend of my time, my California grind
Watching for thievin' I'm it's like I'm barely breathin'
Puttin a bullet in motherfuckers give me a
See me and I'm intoxicated or slightly faded
You tried to play me now homicide is my payment
I'm addicted to currency in life I lead
Why the fuck you be runnin', too scared to fight a G
For the life of me, I see
How motherfuckers picture livin' after a night of fuckin' around with me
And if you don't this rhyme
bring your big bad ass to California
'Cause we hard to find

by crime, addicted to grindin'
Where I can pile up my
And call me a timer
I been ballin' since my adolescent steady climbin'
Motherfuckers know nuttin' about no timin'

I got my locs on hard hat to war
Breakin' off on sight, stoppin' lives like red lights
'em pause as I pull my strap, out my drawers
And get to on they ass, like the last outlaws
Rich, 2Pac and the Click, blunts, loadin' clips
With enough to raise your block in one dip
We on horror like Tales From the Crypt
And we ain't hard to is the tales that we kick

I'm automatic full of static and shit
Movin' van fifty rounds in the clip
I'm shot gun with the tint in the back
I'm to have a motherfuckerin' mint in this rap
I'm from the
sellin' narcotics is all I know
I got blow, speed, bleed, yo' kind
And if you need a motherfucker I hard to find

Some may call me Bootsy, but I call it
while I keeps on grindin' (that's right)
To the point where a can't stop
Too much feelin' this shit, that's why I'm quick to peel a
Whether it's a or a ho, a ho
Get in my way, then that ass to go
'Cause a nigga plottin'
I serves hit for hit, and motherfuckers droppin'

Influenced by crime, to grindin'
I can pile up my chips
And call me a timer
I been ballin' my adolescent years steady climbin'
Man, you motherfuckers don't nuttin' about no timin'

the steps
Abandoned broken down complex
Heavy metal lipstick hairy can't be
Playboy, what the fuck is the proof without the drama
Nigga, what the fuck you got a gun for, if ya gonna
Best and bake all those I-was-finst-to-ask niggas
Motherfuckers-didn't-think-I was-gon'-do-somethin'-ass
Threaten your life, like you love him
Bury your thoughts, his head fuck him have at him (check this out)

I grew up with that
Threw up that nigga
I he tryin' to ride
Double-edgin' for the side
But now, my Glock be so
seat of a rental
Keep my out your dental, nigga
If your gum bleeding and you
More than twenty stitches, you behaved like them
Sideways to the
Heavy in the
the resident, it's all the same (it's all the same)
Nigga, and we hard to find

Hell nah we ain't to find
The whole fool
Motherfuckers hard to find, right here

Why them niggas acting like can't find us?
they can't see us and
Like we don't be at the same spots be at?
the same congregation
Young Pac is (Nigga be lookin' all the way when he see you and shit)
a celebration, (guess who's back) (motherfuckers better understand this shit)
Pac is back
Ay D-Shot can we get paid man?
Can we go there and sock this shit up please?
Hey, we smokin', and we ain't hard to
Drinkin' and shit, fuckin' with some
A motherfucker's get his Marlboro's regardless playa
You to
Sideways to the light
And to the coast
Poppin' motherfuckin' ball shit you know I'm sayin'
(Money over nigga, MOB, MOB)