Luyện nghe bài hát Hell 4 A Hustler

Get on yo' knees
Get on yo' and pray

Huh, increase the doses, bustin' closest
Thug livin', Hell or prison, losin' my focus
I'm makin' moves mandatory
In a discussion my past records a story
niggaz we rushin' and still bustin'
Till the cops runnin', duck in abandoned buildings
Ditchin' my gun, homeboy the motherfuckin'
I live the lifestyles of drug dealers, but now list
So I till I cry, when the law come get me
No baby momma drama, nigga me, why plant seeds
In a bitch, waitin' to trick me, not the life for me
Livin' carefree, I'm buried and if they dare me

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

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

Now in these last days and times I takes mines so
Gotta get that paper quickly and escape the
If I fail, then I suffer, bein' broke is hell 4 a
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, four or mo'
nigga fo' sho', out in the cold for dough
What you thought? All for lost in plenty battles
Last two years shed tears and I'll send plenty at you
Let me catch you slippin' you niggaz is outta here
In case you forgot we on the same shit that got us

Yo, to every I take, every foul I make
Every jail I break, every 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
tho' I'm missin' dough I gotta gather mo'
Hell naw, blocks with red tops but now a nigga sell words
For all my thugs in jail in Jerz
made it hell 4 a hustler, I bails high as fuck son
Dyin' luck none supply us with much
I buck one, to let you know that I can touch ya
Slangin' or raps, still hell 4 a hustler

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

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

And if I die by a slug, the death of a true
Tell me will my niggaz mourn me? blowed out
High, watch me murder the bird, before he
Strikes, walkin' close to my third, I live a life
And if you be a part of my team
From Long Beach to Queens, dealers to ex-fiends
yo' eyes on the prize, nigga watch for bustaz
Either Heaven or jail, still Hell 4 a hustler

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

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