Luyện nghe bài hát Forced to Do Dirt

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

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

I only run with real niggas who wear and jewels
rings, strapped with tools
I take no shorts, 'cause I 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 street from the Westside
Too damn fly, too much for the hoo ride

I rather a mark off smooth
'Cause the skill of a is to stick and move
And make you say, "Damn, what's his
Got to a nigga 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 niggas is to do dirt
So is forced to do dirt
So is forced to do dirt
So niggas is forced to do

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

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

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

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

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

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

I got no for a lame
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, they it
Wastin' they when yo, they mentally gifted
The streets ain't the fuckin' hustle in town
You gotta get in where you fit in, stay way down

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

I'm bent on a come-up and my shit stays tight
How many fake gangsta rappers will I hear
It matter, 'cause 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 very closely, you will too
My blown off Armani suits
Pavet medallions, [Incomprehensible]

and steak, shrimp big as your hand
I bought a silk robe and it's Siam
This jam's for the hoods and
Pimps and hoes, the of drugs

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

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