Luyện nghe bài hát Forced to Do Dirt

Yeah, ah, Ice-T back in that ass, return of the
fakin' and frontin' like they don't know what time it is
Niggas on the ain't really 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 forced to do

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

Street defiant 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 finesse for the hoo

I rather a mark off smooth
'Cause the skill of a 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 not on strength
But think, you say 'the store', I say, "Brinks"
'Cause my on the massive roll 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 forced to do

So now you're mad, 'cause I got money and you
The hustlers win, the busters
What can I say, you come out and play
With the real ones, dig this you'll get broke the quickness

I gamble, I cheat 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

my niggas and them 4's on thangs
And if I really floss, I flex my Bentley wings
Damn, over your head, got a
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 been to jail or shot, sold rocks
I'm talkin' 'bout weight down movin' ki's and pounds

But every nigga in the hood fly
Light-skinned or dark, they're ninety percent
Straight vics and they got money to
Then without 'em tell, me how the a hustler lives

So niggas is forced to do
So niggas is forced to do
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 cooking some
I'm flippin' million [Incomprehensible] call 'em wack MC's

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

But a buster is a for life
He makes excuses why his ass pay that shit's played
Cash everything around me, kid
I hit a 50'000 and never did no bid

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

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

Cristal and steak, shrimp big as your
I bought a robe and it's from Siam
This jam's for the and thugs
Pimps and hoes, the slingers of

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

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