Luyện nghe bài hát Hell 4 A Hustler

Get on yo' knees
Get on yo' and pray

Huh, increase the doses, bustin' whoever
Thug livin', Hell or prison, losin' my focus
I'm money moves mandatory
In a my past records tell a story
Picture niggaz we and still bustin'
Till the cops come runnin', duck in abandoned
my gun, homeboy the motherfuckin' villain
I live the of drug dealers, but now legit list
So I till 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, I'm buried and if they dare me

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

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

Now in these days and times I takes mines so serious
Gotta get that paper and escape the sickness
If I fail, then I suffer, broke is hell 4 a hustler
So I stay strugglin' and with all the might I can muster
Since a youngster, been money hungry, in
One's five's and 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 lost homies in battles
Last two years shed plenty tears and send plenty at you
Let me catch you you soft niggaz is outta here
In case you forgot we on the shit that got us here

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

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

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

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

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

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