Luyện nghe bài hát Hustle Hard

Uhh, dry as the fuck, and I'm (?) one left with
Seven down, black street, dark (?) folk don't matter tho'
I don't who to trust, what to look fo'
How many wanna kill me?
I'm havin a, hard tryin to determine
If the homey, or the enemy
Ol' shady-ass, no for that
Just lookin 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 main rules, of the game, a doubt
don't you ever 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
that ol' shit up to me and watch me prove it
Nigga, you betta be real about shit
If you in it you in it don't be no
this ain't no baseball game, niggas don't FORFEIT NO DAMN FUNK

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

Chorus: various singers

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

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

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

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

Damn, (??)cydal when vital shit starts to happen
Eager to be the nigga just for
Strappin up no thang, it's survival
It's makin sure you all good when it comes to and rivals
It's Learning+, but it's +True Lies+
When it to the +Superfly+
Speedy Gonzalez destroyes the Eastside
Is it ridicule or stardom? Did we hurt yo' feelings,
I'm makin niggas like cops on +Rage in Harlem+
(Beotch!) I'm on some shit
Bit the cork off the
I'm drunk so let me for a while

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

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

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