Luyện nghe bài hát Hard Times

For the that hate me
my gun up off safety, while you actin all shady
Baby, thats where the be
Three-one-three, D-E-T, 7
Oozi in my pelli
Its Esham, not
man, bitch swearing hard out the gutta lane
Run tell your mother man, the cutter man
Its another mothafucking brother strugglin
"UH" one for Biggie
"UH UH UH" times for Pac, and it dont stop
i set up shop, I bought my glock fresh up out the box
Up out the plastic, drastic
Don't fuck around and get stretched like
Once the glock seventeen blasted
I put the bastard in his
Now wrapping another up in plastic.

to get mine, steady with the nine, steady on the grind, hard times
and i'm tryin to get
to get mine, steady with the nine, steady on the grind, hard times
and i'm steady with the
Tryin to get mine, steady the nine, steady on the grind, hard times
and i'm steady on the
Tryin to get mine, steady with the nine, steady on the grind, times
times

J]
Hard
I a dead body on the way to school
I told nobody it, man I thought it was cool
I and visited it, and talked with it, made it my friend
it smelled so fuckin bad I couldnt handle it man
My was a hard worker, always hussling change
he drank so much, I think he drowned his brain
The only time we ever spoke was when he was my ass
He slapped my momma up, and grabbed her purse and in for cash
It dont stop, tick tock until the break of
A crooked-ass pig-cop i'm quick to your arm
I up into a tree at five-thirty AM
I'm huntin hay-am, pig-skinner good god
tried to kill me, but they missed, and pissed
The shit they ass the black glass hollowtips hissed
And I blew his head clean off, his hat on his neck
And I thought, "Look at that"
Hard

Tryin to get mine, steady with the nine, steady on the grind, hard
and i'm tryin to get
Tryin to get mine, steady with the nine, steady on the grind, times
and i'm steady with the
Tryin to get mine, steady with the nine, on the grind, hard times
and i'm on the grind
Tryin to get mine, steady with the nine, on the grind, hard times
hard

[Shaggy 2
Marinating with my forearms hanging out the jail
Bitch, I ain't no Mel
I no superstar
But nontheless, he in a cell right to me
I seen him sellin hot cars on lot right on Court TV
So i sit back on my thinking "What the fuck?"
paper roll for a pillow, "How'd I get locked up?"
Was it the stalking, or the murders?
Oh shit, the booty-stabbing of Kim mathers?
Naw, it couldn't be, she was with that shit
On top of that, i pulled out, she sucked on my dick (illlll)
Could it been the gat in my sock? (Nah)
Could it the block getting hot? (Nah)
Could it be about the snitch getting (Nah)
Could it been about stinkin body rot? (Yeah!)
I could of or I could of killed time
But I chose number one, now i'm doin time.

Tryin to get mine, steady the nine, steady on the grind, hard times
and i'm tryin to get
Tryin to get mine, with the nine, steady on the grind, hard times
and i'm with the nine
Tryin to get mine, steady with the nine, steady on the grind, hard
and i'm on the grind
Tryin to get mine, steady with the nine, on the grind, hard times
times