Luyện nghe bài hát Forced to Do Dirt

Yeah, ah, back in that ass, return of the real
Muthafuckas fakin' and like they don't know what time it is
Niggas on the streets ain't really got a choice

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

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

Street giant to the laws
That the white man made, nigga, why we play, nigga
AKA the hustler from the Westside
Too damn fly, too finesse for the hoo ride

I rather take a mark off
'Cause the of a hustler is to stick and move
And make you say, "Damn, what's his
Got to give a props, 'cause the kid got game"

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

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

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

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

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

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

But every nigga in the hood fly
or dark, they're ninety percent marks
Straight and they got money to give
Then without 'em tell, me how the hell a hustler

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

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

But suckers got it twisted, missed it
Wastin' they life when yo, they mentally
The streets ain't the only fuckin' hustle in
You gotta get in you fit in, gotta stay way down

But a is a buster for life
He makes excuses why his ass ain't pay that played
Cash everything around me, kid
I hit a lick and never did no bid

I'm bent on a come-up and my shit stays tight
How many fake gangsta rappers will I 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 in the heart what's true
So if you listen 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 jam's for the hoods and
Pimps and hoes, the of drugs

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

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