Luyện nghe bài hát Forced to Do Dirt

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

So niggas is forced to do
So niggas is to do dirt
So niggas is forced to do
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 tools
I take no shorts, I been in it for the long one, the strong one
Gotta the truth, yo, half my niggas is on the run

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

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

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

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

So now you're mad, I got money and you don't
The hustlers win, the won't
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 pull the nickel 25
Then the place gets flat and then I'm out the

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

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

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

So niggas is 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 cooking some
I'm flippin' million dollar [Incomprehensible] call 'em wack

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

But a buster is a for life
He makes excuses why his ass ain't pay that played
Cash rules around me, kid
I hit a 50'000 and never 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, 'cause the don't care
You I'ma gonna get mine, so I'ma let 'em get theirs

But I know in the heart true
So if you listen closely, maybe you will too
My blown off Armani suits
Pavet medallions, [Incomprehensible]

Cristal and steak, big as your hand
I bought a silk robe and from Siam
jam's for the hoods and thugs
Pimps and hoes, the of drugs

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

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