Luyện nghe bài hát Forced to Do Dirt

Yeah, ah, Ice-T back in that ass, return of the
Muthafuckas fakin' and frontin' like they don't what time it is
Niggas on the streets really got a muthafuckin' choice

So is forced to do dirt
So niggas is to do dirt
So niggas is forced to do
So niggas is to do dirt
So niggas is to do dirt

I run with real niggas who wear gold and jewels
Diamond rings, with tools
I take no shorts, 'cause I been in it for the long one, the one
tell the truth, yo, half my niggas is on the run

Street giant to the laws
That the white man made, nigga, that's why we play,
AKA the street from the Westside
Too damn fly, too much for the hoo ride

I rather a mark off smooth
'Cause the skill of a hustler is to stick and
And make you say, "Damn, his name?
Got to give a props, 'cause the kid got game"

Mad game, fool, I base my not on strength
But think, you say 'the store', I say, "Brinks"
'Cause my mind's on the roll of the dice
The magnitude of my game's insane,

So niggas is forced to do
So niggas is forced to do
So niggas is forced to do
So niggas is forced to do

So now mad, 'cause I got money and you don't
The hustlers win, the busters
What can I say, you can't out and play
With the real ones, dig this you'll get broke with the

I don't gamble, I cheat when on
Two g's on the table, two in my
And if I spill up, I the nickel 25 strap
Then the place gets and then I'm out the back

With my niggas and them 4's on
And if I wanna floss, I flex my Bentley wings
Damn, your head, got a problem
Keepin' lyrics down to earth so normal niggas can 'em

But the game's extreme so quit high beams
And the light, now can you see me, you might
If you ever been to or shot, sold rocks
I'm talkin' 'bout down like movin' ki's and pounds

But every in the hood ain't fly
Light-skinned or dark, they're percent marks
Straight vics and they got money to
without 'em tell, me how the hell a hustler lives

So is forced to do dirt
So niggas is forced to do
So niggas is forced to do
So niggas is to do dirt

I got no love for a
I use my strategy crack to rap, no shame
And now instead of some ki's
I'm flippin' million [Incomprehensible] call 'em wack MC's

But got it twisted, they missed it
Wastin' they when yo, they mentally gifted
The streets the only fuckin' hustle in town
You gotta get in where you fit in, stay way down

But a is a buster for life
He makes why his ass ain't pay that shit's played
Cash everything around me, kid
I hit a 50'000 lick and did no bid

'Cause I'm bent on a come-up and my shit stays
How many fake rappers will I hear tonight?
It don't matter, the real don't care
You know I'ma gonna get mine, so I'ma let 'em get

But I know in the what's true
So if you very closely, maybe you will too
My mind's blown off suits
Pavet medallions, [Incomprehensible]

Cristal and steak, shrimp big as hand
I bought a robe and it's from Siam
This for the hoods and thugs
Pimps and hoes, the of drugs

Hustlers and thieves, cons and
Bookers and sharks, muthafuck the marks,

So niggas is to do dirt
So niggas is to do dirt
So niggas is to do dirt