Luyện nghe bài hát Hell 4 A Hustler

Get on yo' nigga
Get on yo' and pray

Huh, increase the doses, whoever closest
Thug livin', Hell or prison, never losin' my
I'm money moves mandatory
In a discussion my past records a story
Picture niggaz we rushin' and bustin'
Till the cops come runnin', duck in buildings
Ditchin' my gun, homeboy the villain
I live the lifestyles of drug dealers, but now list
So I laugh I cry, when the law come get me
No baby momma drama, nigga me, why plant seeds
In a dirty bitch, waitin' to me, not the life for me
Livin' carefree, till I'm buried and if they me

I'm bustin' on niggaz they scurry, I'm clearly
A man of military means in my
Watchin' me through every murder scene
From adolescence, to my teens, thought we was gonna die
Sellin' to all the fiends, at times I wanna cry
And still, we try to the past, in vain
Never knowin' if this game'll last, feelin'
Of cocaine, the of the Devil, am I sellin' my soul?
Got tired of small time livin', tellin' me no
I got mine, fuck them suckers that's the mentality
bustaz, make it Hell for us

Lord, help me my ways
Show a little mercy on day
It me, I was raised this way
I never let 'em play me for a busta, make it 4 a hustler
Lord, help me change my
a little mercy on Judgment day
It me, I was raised this way
I never let 'em play me for a busta, make it Hell 4 a

Now in last days and times I takes mines so serious
Gotta get that paper quickly and the sickness
If I fail, I suffer, bein' broke is hell 4 a hustler
So I stay and jugglin' with all the might I can muster
a youngster, been money hungry, moved in
One's and ten's was funny money
So I sets my sights bigger, figures or mo'
nigga fo' sho', out in the cold for dough
What you thought? All for homies in plenty battles
two years shed plenty tears and I'll send plenty at you
Let me catch you slippin' you soft is outta here
In case you forgot we on the same shit that got us

Yo, to every step I take, foul I make
Every I break, every mill' I ate
Head to head, whoever hustle
On the block duckin' charges, fuck the sergeant
He got a job, all my bottles got a pinch of
Listen tho' I'm dough I gotta gather mo'
Hell naw, dead blocks red tops but now a nigga sell words
For all my young thugs in in Jerz
They made it 4 a hustler, I bails high as fuck son
Dyin' luck none us with much guns
I buck one, just to let you know I can touch ya
Slangin' cracks or raps, still hell 4 a

Lord, help me change my
Show a mercy on Judgment day
It ain't me, I was raised way
I never let 'em play me for a busta, make it 4 a hustler
Lord, help me my ways
a little mercy on Judgment day
It ain't me, I was raised way
I never let 'em play me for a busta, make it 4 a hustler

No plea for me, I ride the beef till I burn
Sensimilla bar your kids the lessons I learned
And in turn I'm guess you could call me anti-social
Niggaz like they caught the holy ghost when I approach 'em
Try to politic, before I smoke 'em, Sun Zu
Niggaz do unto these snitches, before done to you
And if the cops arrest me in the evening
Best believe comin' for my dogs in the mornin'

And if I die by a slug, the death of a thug
Tell me my niggaz mourn me? Gettin' blowed out
High, me murder the bird, before he testify
Strikes, close to my third, I live a trouble life
And if you dream be a of my team
From Long Beach to Queens, drug to ex-fiends
Keep yo' eyes on the prize, nigga for bustaz
Either or jail, it's still Hell 4 a hustler

Lord, help me my ways
a little mercy on Judgment day
It ain't me, I was raised way
I never let 'em me for a busta, make it Hell 4 a hustler
Lord, help me my ways
Show a little on Judgment day
It me, I was raised this way
I let 'em play me for a busta, make it Hell 4 a hustler

This is how we ride not knowin' if we'll or die
Catch me rollin' my motherfuckin' guns on the side
In case of drama, I'm the first to break wild they all die
is how we ride not knowin' if we'll live or die
Catch me rollin' my motherfuckin' guns on the side
In of drama, I'm the first to break wild until they all die, outlaw
Yes, my ways yes, the Black Jesuz guide us through this
Weary weary weary only God can save us
Nuttin' but boss players and thugs