Luyện nghe bài hát Hustle Hard

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

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

Chorus: various singers

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

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

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

Nigga - slang suga delight enough to get my hustle
It's double like, a flip new Benzo with the bubble
Scuffle with rats and roaches, I was the brokest
Motherfucker, now I'm the closest to ballin ferocious
Motherfucker, dust a nigga off like wax off, off a hard
(Fo' sheezy) Pimpin ain't and motherfucker only if you breezy
Easy it, I does it do it off the fluid
Come with the newest shit I through with
Bitch don't you hear the
(Don't you hear the Too sexy for my shirt)
Too sexy for my shirt so bad
Niggas on the turf wanna put my ass up in the dirt, I skirt
A Lex-o and slurp a genie full of X-O
Or maybe cause I'm 40-Water and a jug of ethel
You can't love it, don't the ghetto
Me and I'm like two jugs of methyl

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

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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 them tecs and make them marks, bounce like
Slide a faulty up under these niggas
And 'em off with sex
Ain't no tellin angle I'm comin with these circumstances
Penitentiary chances, ruff fluffin tap dancers
On your hood for breedin snitch niggas
fade triggers so they quick get sprayed niggas
I with wig-splitters, Colombian neck-tie throat slitters
(??) take a long business to get paid
To get rid of you
Chatter police-ass takin chances (takin chances)
Man you can't with these circumstances

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

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