Luyện nghe bài hát Hustle Hard

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

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

Chorus: various singers

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

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

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

Nigga - slang delight enough to get my hustle right
It's double like, a new Benzo with the bubble lights
Scuffle with rats and roaches, I was the brokest
Motherfucker, now I'm the closest nigga to 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 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
Niggas on the turf wanna put my ass up in the dirt, cause I
A Lex-o and a genie bottle full of X-O
Or cause I'm with 40-Water and a jug of ethel
You can't love it, don't leave the
Me and I'm heated like two of methyl

Damn, (??)cydal shit when vital starts to happen
Eager to be the nigga just for
Strappin up ain't no thang, it's
It's makin sure you all good when it to enemies and rivals
+Higher Learning+, but it's +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 cops on in Harlem+
(Beotch!) I'm on some shit
Bit the cork off the
I'm so let me chill for a while

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

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

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