Luyện nghe bài hát Hustla

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

A G like 30 feet from the county line
The weed flyin', the smilin'
Wip it nice an they sign
Man, fuck, how my damn luck
This ain't no find if we get stuck I'm doin'

Don't get messy the Prezzy
A quarter pound ain't the rizzy
Drunk as hell, hurl the fifth
an forth we swerve and dip

Pumpkin' pie, a cop
I'll be damned, took my crop
Shook 'em wit that foot an hit
About a 105 per hour

In the wit the pudin', good an chunky
40 acre, mule an donkey, hell with that, get the money
Got to be that early bird to an get what I deserve

Quick to burn an an mesquite it
Lord, I need it the third
anybody? Hell naw, got to be for sure
Standin' on the standard curb, begin to bend an blurred

Homegrown bacon, yeah, I'm havin' the
Tendency of a 50 hit, it's about gettin' payed
Came along with a ragin' thief hidin' the shade
An momma won't quit me about my heathenish ways

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm assed out in the seat of the Pontiac
Got a cup full of Coniac, wuarter out of sacks
Tell me, get my money back, broke
Feel like I got shit to live fo, so much to kill fo

C'mon, this niggas transition, no use in sittin' 'round wishin'
But my hands ichin', need a new transmition
Get my on, hustle that bustle
To make my in any time zone

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

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

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

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

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

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

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