Luyện nghe bài hát Hustle Hard

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

Two goin sack for sack
In the back of the 'llac, a whiffle
Strippin the fuck up out of some
Poppin like Skittles
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 tryin to steal this (?) Brady hostess
Keep your focus, and the love of the hocus pocus
Set up hoes lovin to get jackers to come and us
Die-hard soldier, T-Pup-alicious, get vicious
No mercy on haters or no
Got in my waitin for a nigga to take some chances
So we can deal with these hardco' Sic-Wid-It-ass

various singers together

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

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

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

Nigga - suga delight enough to get my hustle right
It's double like, a flip new Benzo the bubble lights
Scuffle with rats and roaches, I was the brokest
Motherfucker, now I'm the nigga to ballin ferocious
Motherfucker, dust a nigga off like wax off, cracks off a
(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 through with
Bitch you hear the music?
(Don't you hear the music? Too for my shirt)
Too sexy for my shirt so bad
Niggas on the wanna put my ass up in the dirt, cause I skirt
A Lex-o and slurp a genie bottle of X-O
Or cause I'm with 40-Water and a jug of ethel
You can't love it, leave the ghetto
Me and I'm heated two jugs of methyl

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

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

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

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