Luyện nghe bài hát Hustle

Yea, youngbloodz, the mic, track boys
Why'all ain't ready for shit,
Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea

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

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

I'm a time hustler man, I tried to tell 'em
My 'cause its the ex-convict, convicted fellon
Banana clips bazmellons of all these stitches
The of bazballers and secrets of shotcallers
Of better rounds of scopping he said lue to Oakland
Niggas praying and hoping, they don't get caught dope and
Out a catin' and a cripping in Chicago folking
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 flops, Adidas and suede pumas
Who nigga fo like why'all they going change that
They slang goin where I and my bitches they who'd-a-rest
And we all do-duces of dat go for 5
We'll put that hot heat like between your
And I keep it under the seat in the they sweating me
Coming down your street with beat sitting on chesly feet
Outta town in that's rims, for shawty be serving them
Everytime my Chevy stop my rims still spin
A-town for life why'all we never going that
Still roll with them boys on the bow with them J's at

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