Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Spell Success

[Verse 1: Hussle]
Fuck high school I'm trying a lick
spell success, but I can buy a Six
Kicked me out the house, and them they can split
off of 60th, and on to 5th
Stood in front of Nix and 200 nicks
Drop it on the hood, by some scandolous
my first Cutlass, eyes on my tip
30 in the .40 incase you wanna
Blacc Sam me, Hussle, that's 200 cent
It was I knew the world was mine without a fucking blimp
Mostly 50s, 20's and a 10's
Moms with us, then she got a Benz

[Verse 2: Cuzzy
Thanks to my mother, my aunties and my grandma
God you, cause I know I was a handful
The foundation, I was through the sandbox
With the growing pains, but the never ran out
a man watching uncle Reg' and grandpa
Corey me how to squabble with my head up
He told me, you will losing when you're fed up
me how to get my own fucking handout
Where I'm at, niggas die to the corner store
of progress, candles burn and the Remy pours
Keep an set of eyes if you're getting yours
Desert Eagle shells straight through them hemi doors
And back at Charlie's the cavi when I hug floors
Left Slip rocks, wanting to be lord
At Penny Pinches used to hustle to the crack of
If you tryna get the money, what you in it for?
What you in it
I'm get the dough (Cash!)
me up
on the lot
[Verse 3: Nipsey
Money, and respect for the chosen few
Came through on low pros now they to shoot
Nineteen, fuck rap, I'm the truth
Me and Hub had the Alpinas, we the two
Promote the gang, live and die for my rollie
Rich, gang banging music, I know my
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Pop the trunk and I'm manifesting my mobile
Real Estate, and do you know the pain?
Brodie in the state, I'm on the quarter ounce of 'caine
cycles and circles that bubble into rage
Turn to self-destructive behavior, light some sage