Luyện nghe bài hát Hell 4 A Hustler

Get on yo' nigga
Get on yo' knees and

Huh, increase the doses, bustin' whoever
Thug livin', or prison, never losin' my focus
I'm makin' money 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 legit
So I laugh till I cry, when the law get me
No baby drama, nigga miss me, why plant seeds
In a dirty bitch, waitin' to trick me, not the 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 means in my
Watchin' over me through every scene
From adolescence, to my early teens, thought we was die
Sellin' to all the fiends, at times I wanna cry
And still, we try to change the past, in
Never knowin' if this game'll last, feelin'
Of cocaine, the product of the Devil, am I sellin' my
Got tired of small livin', niggaz tellin' me no
I got mine, fuck them other suckers that's the
Jealous-ass bustaz, make it for us

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

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

Yo, to every step I take, every foul I
Every jail I break, every I ate
to head, whoever hustle hardest
On the block duckin' charges, nigga the sergeant
He got a job, all my bottles got a of coke
Listen tho' I'm missin' I gotta gather mo'
naw, dead blocks with red tops but now a nigga sell words
For all my young thugs in in Jerz
They it hell 4 a hustler, I bails high as fuck son
Dyin' luck supply us with much guns
I buck one, just to let you know that I can ya
Slangin' cracks or raps, still 4 a hustler

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

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

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

Lord, me change my ways
Show a 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
Lord, me change my ways
Show a 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

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