Luyện nghe bài hát Forced to Do Dirt

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

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

I only run with real niggas who wear and jewels
Diamond rings, strapped tools
I take no shorts, I been 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 hustler the Westside
Too damn fly, too finesse for the hoo ride

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

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

So niggas is forced to do
So niggas is to do dirt
So niggas is to do dirt
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 with the

I gamble, I cheat when it's 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 I'm out the back

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

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

But every nigga in the hood fly
or dark, they're ninety percent marks
Straight vics and they got to give
Then without 'em tell, me how the hell a lives

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

I got no love for a
I use my strategy from to rap, no shame
And now instead of some ki's
I'm flippin' million dollar call 'em wack MC's

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

But a is a buster for life
He excuses why his ass ain't pay that shit's played
Cash rules everything me, kid
I hit a 50'000 and never did no bid

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

But I know in the heart what's
So if you listen very closely, you will too
My mind's off Armani suits
Pavet medallions, [Incomprehensible]

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

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

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