Luyện nghe bài hát Forced to Do Dirt

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

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

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

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

I rather take a mark off
'Cause the skill of a hustler is to stick and
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 game's insane,

So niggas is forced to do
So is forced to do dirt
So niggas is to do dirt
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 come out and play
With the real ones, dig you'll get broke with the quickness

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 gets flat and then I'm out the back

With my and them 4's on thangs
And if I really wanna floss, I flex my Bentley
Damn, over head, got a problem
Keepin' down to earth so normal niggas can solve '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 or shot, sold rocks
I'm talkin' 'bout weight down like movin' and pounds

But nigga in the hood ain't fly
Light-skinned or dark, they're ninety marks
vics and they got money to give
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 forced to do
So niggas is to do dirt

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

But suckers got it twisted, they it
Wastin' they life when yo, they 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 buster for
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

'Cause I'm bent on a come-up and my stays tight
How many fake gangsta rappers will I tonight?
It matter, 'cause 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 Armani
Pavet medallions, boots

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

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

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