Luyện nghe bài hát Hustle Hard

Uhh, dry as the fuck, and I'm (?) one with yo-yo
Seven houses down, black street, (?) folk don't matter tho'
I don't who to trust, what to look fo'
How niggas wanna kill me?
I'm havin a, time tryin to determine
If the homey, or the enemy
Ol' shady-ass, no for that
lookin like he plottin on somethin-ass nigga
But I to mack like he fin' to do somethin
And I'll get to be on yo' ass nigga
One of the rules, of the game, without a doubt
Nigga don't you pull a gun and don't use it
Nigga that's a good way to get your brains out
Motherfucker like me get to then I lose it
Leave that ol' shit up to me and me prove it
Nigga, you betta be about this shit
If you in it you in it be no punk
Nigga this ain't no baseball game, don't FORFEIT NO DAMN FUNK

Two brothers sack for sack
In the of the 'llac, takin a whiffle
the fuck up out of some willow
Poppin like Skittles
It'll get you in the long run, them long ones
Way burst ya dick and now it got ya on one
Came up shorted, circumstances quote it
What around comes around tryin to steal this (?) Brady hostess
Keep your focus, and never the of the hocus pocus
Set up hoes lovin to get jackers to come and us
soldier, T-Pup-alicious, cops get vicious
No mercy on haters or no
Got in my clitches waitin for a nigga to some chances
So we can with these hardco' Sic-Wid-It-ass circumstances

various singers together

Takin all these
You never ever ever get them CIRCUMSTANCES
CHANCES
You might never ever get them CIRCUMSTANCES

Two: Cold 187um, Kokane + more (repeat 2X)

I said the is full of crack babies
I remember the world went crazy
Til I copped a sack, and put it down that
And rolled out like it didn't fade me

Nigga - slang delight enough to get my hustle right
It's double like, a flip new Benzo with the lights
Scuffle with rats and roaches, I was the brokest
Motherfucker, now I'm the nigga to ballin ferocious
Motherfucker, a nigga off like wax off, cracks off a hard
(Fo' sheezy) Pimpin ain't and motherfucker only if you breezy
Easy does it, I it do it off the fluid
Come with the newest shit I come through
Bitch don't you the music?
(Don't you hear the music? Too for my shirt)
Too sexy for my so bad hurt
Niggas on the wanna put my ass up in the dirt, cause I skirt
A Lex-o and slurp a genie full of X-O
Or maybe cause I'm with and a jug of ethel
You can't love it, don't the ghetto
Me and I'm heated like two jugs of

Damn, (??)cydal when vital shit starts to happen
Eager to be the just for cappin
Strappin up ain't no thang, survival
It's makin sure you all good when it comes to and rivals
It's +Higher Learning+, but +True Lies+
When it to the +Superfly+
Speedy Gonzalez from the Eastside
Is it ridicule or stardom? Did we hurt yo' feelings,
I'm makin niggas fall like cops on in Harlem+
(Beotch!) I'm on some moonshine
Bit the off the Cristal
I'm drunk so let me for a while

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[Celly
Aww yeah yeah now niggas
Well ain't no sense in me around
My stompin ground be the bound
To touch you with tecs and make them marks, bounce like checks
Slide a faulty up under these niggas
And 'em off with sex
Ain't no what angle I'm comin with these circumstances
Penitentiary chances, nina fluffin tap dancers
On your hood for snitch bitch-made niggas
Don't fade triggers so they quick get sprayed
I fuck wig-splitters, Colombian neck-tie throat slitters
(??) take a time business to get paid
To get rid of you
Chatter police-ass takin chances (takin chances)
Man you fuck with these circumstances

And all you O.G. motherfuckers better stop tryin to mark them
Cause sooner or later, they gon' dump, some garbage dusters
Tryin to throw yo' around
Like you gon', uhh, take a spot
Nigga don't you know these nowadays
Be off water and hot?

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