Luyện nghe bài hát Hustla

Got a cheese sandwich on the spoke
Pork and a soda pop, I told a cop I'd beat it, lost
At 3 a.m., they up stop, we got it real real, to the top

A G like 30 feet away from the county
The weed flyin', the smilin'
Wip it an then they sign
Man, fuck, how denyin' my luck
This no find if we get stuck I'm doin' time

get messy with the Prezzy
A quarter pound ain't worth the
Drunk as hell, then hurl the
Back an forth we and dip

Pumpkin' pie, a cop
I'll be damned, they my crop
'em wit that lead foot an hit
About a 105 miles per

In the country wit the pudin', an chunky
40 acre, mule an donkey, hell that, just get the money
Got to be that early bird to grind an get I deserve

Quick to burn an an mesquite it
Lord, I need it fore the
Serve Hell naw, got to be for sure
Standin' on the standard curb, days begin to bend an

Homegrown bacon, yeah, I'm the wage
Tendency of a 50 hit, when about gettin' payed
Came along a ragin' thief hidin' under the shade
An momma won't quit buggin' me about my ways

Now I've wasted more tears then my cold beer
Gotta be a Man on these rolls, my fears
too quick to gaze, with they head on bob
Get dee, life is foul but the dirt is hard,

If you play the you dealt
Then you struggle, got to put in
And I got to be the early
To and get what I deserve

If you play the you dealt
you struggle, got to put in work
And I got to be the bird
To and get what I deserve

Ain't no tenth, thirty-five percent, in my hub caps
Sticks in my dove sacks, fifth I cuts that
Look, my baby got to eat some mo
Dough is what Im fo, money low, need some mo
Hustlin' these streets

Now everyday I work, 75, A&R me lies
'Fore I die, drive big bodies wit' bubbla die
Now the otha side, ova them hills
Rich that own them mills
Tha sto is open for sale
These junkies gone smoke it to

Money, hos, clothes, automobiles, grills
No scrill, no deal, fifth weel, big
Wood grain sturnweel, it up, be still
Lay it on the fish

I'm assed out in the back seat of the
Got a cup full of Coniac, wuarter out of hunny
Tell me, get my money back, still
Feel like I ain't got shit to live fo, so to kill fo

C'mon, this transition, ain't no use in sittin' 'round wishin'
But my hands ichin', poppa a new transmition
Get my grind on, that bustle
To my grip in any time zone

Bundle that bubble, let's it split
We buy peices, ounces, keys, weed, Xs, Zs, nigga,
Anything you ask fo', we got what you
To these degrees we applyin' to streets, 'cause I'm a hustla

If you play the you dealt
Then you struggle, got to put in
And I got to be the early
To and get what I deserve

If you play the you dealt
Then you struggle, got to put in
And I got to be the early
To grind and get I deserve

Hustla carry meanings
Whether you a crook in them
Whether you your mind or usin' a 9
Bootleg alcohol or the ball, you must get it in
You was a hustla an you a die a hustla
Prophit, hit 'em it

I pause and refine a floss, et cetera
For in a balance of it, lyin' an shinin' a beddy ro
I gotta be than a hust fa mine
If I crush it then I'mma bust the 9

I tell ya dog, get on the in over-alls, it's over y'all
Wit' all dem boys stay hot, said if we out finna go a billion time
Ya me dog, neva be a oldie dog
My state of mind's on the grind a eighths of raw

Don't go trickin' 'em all, I'mma have you for all my niggas
for the days so we can hustle 'em all
What? What?