Luyện nghe bài hát Hustle

Yea, youngbloodz, the mic, track boys
Why'all ready for this shit,
Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea

OK we and bumping, youngbloodz that's us for sure
From to right we rocking and kicking down every door
Watch out now get 'em shawty, oh that's them boys
We set it off don't get twist it out making noise
Big that's my word, ice cold is so superb
3 hits 4 shots I'm on it, running you up off the
So your A-game, we bringing hella pain
You disrespect my sip ill pop your back like
So if your ready run it, we got that shit will
I'm Atlanta steady bouncing blowing off the grill
Cause in the trunk its bumping, we going all night
So grab a cup 'cause no way in hell you goin home

I won't get my around
I baby
I stay down every no day
I baby
From the or the trap fo sand
I hustle
No day I baby no day gotta hustle baby
I get my crime around
I hustle
I stay down time no day
I baby
From the or the trap for sand
I hustle
No day I hustle baby no day gotta baby

I'm a crime time hustler man, I tried to 'em
My crew 'cause its the ex-convict, convicted
Banana bazmellons of all these stitches telling
The bitches of bazballers and of shotcallers
Of better rounds of scopping he said lue a-town to
Niggas and hoping, they don't get caught with dope and
Out a catin' and a cripping in Chicago they
Down south we got 36 traping and focus
is no hocus pocus, play the game like locus
Players up and whittin' I'm the third cosmoses

My pimping is old school, and they Chevy with bleak
Tip tops and flip flops, and suede pumas
Who nigga fo like why'all never going change that
They slang where I hang and my bitches they who'd-a-rest
And we all do-duces of dat go for 5
We'll put hot heat like between your eyes
And I keep it the seat in the summer they sweating me
Coming down your street with beat sitting on some feet
Outta town in that's gold rims, for be serving them
Everytime my stop my rims they still spin
for life why'all we never going change that
Still with them dope boys on the bow with them J's at

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