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 know time it is
Niggas on the ain't really got a muthafuckin' choice

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

I only run with real niggas who wear and jewels
Diamond rings, 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, that's why we play,
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 hustler is to and move
And make you say, "Damn, 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 mind's on the roll of the dice
The magnitude of my insane, precise

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

So now you're mad, 'cause I got and you don't
The hustlers win, the busters
can I say, you can't come 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 the nickel 25 strap
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 your head, got a
Keepin' lyrics down to so normal niggas 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 hood fly
Light-skinned or dark, they're ninety marks
Straight vics and they got to give
Then without 'em tell, me how the hell a lives

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

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

But got it twisted, they missed it
Wastin' they life when yo, mentally gifted
The streets the only fuckin' hustle in town
You gotta get in where you fit in, stay way down

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

'Cause I'm bent on a and my shit stays tight
How many fake gangsta will I hear tonight?
It matter, 'cause the real don't care
You know I'ma 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 mind's blown off suits
medallions, [Incomprehensible] boots

Cristal and steak, shrimp big as hand
I bought a silk and it's from Siam
This jam's for the and thugs
Pimps and hoes, the of drugs

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

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