Luyện nghe bài hát Hustla

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

A G 30 feet away from the county line
The flyin', the golden smilin'
Wip it nice an then they
Man, fuck, how denyin' my damn
This ain't no find if we get stuck I'm time

Don't get messy with the
A quarter pound worth the rizzy
Drunk as hell, then the fifth
Back an we swerve and dip

pie, bust a cop
I'll be damned, they my crop
Shook 'em wit that foot an hit
a 105 miles per hour

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

Quick to an an can't mesquite it
Lord, I it fore the third
anybody? 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, it's about gettin' payed
Came along with a thief hidin' under the shade
An momma quit buggin' me about my heathenish ways

Now I've wasted more tears then my cold beer
Gotta be a Man on these rolls, overcomin' my
Body too quick to gaze, with 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 and get what I deserve

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

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

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

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

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

C'mon, this niggas transition, ain't no use in 'round wishin'
But my hands ichin', poppa a new transmition
Get my grind on, hustle that
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 you need
To these college degrees we to streets, 'cause I'm a hustla

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

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 many
Whether you a in them books
Whether you usin' mind or usin' a 9
alcohol or runnin' the ball, you must get it in
You was a hustla an you a die a hustla
Prophit, hit 'em it

I and refine a mighty floss, et cetera
For life in a of it, lyin' an shinin' a beddy ro
I gotta be worse than a fa mine
If I don't it then I'mma bust the 9

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