Luyện nghe bài hát Hustle Hard

G Mix
I do it
(Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle)
(G mix)
This the

Same old shit, just a day
Out here get it (get it), each and every way (way)
Momma need a (house)
Baby need shoes (shoes)
Times are getting (hard)
Guess what do (what's that?)
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Closed don't get fed on this boulevard

Okay, I'm booked out until
Show deposits
See the shit I cop it
Got but a note in my pocket
I'm on beach with the top off
Bad and her ass soft
outta that catalog
She introduced to lock jaw
And I her name was Lisa
Or it was Sheila
My sittin' too high
I call that Wiz
And I'm all them Franklins
talkin' Aretha
Bitch my league too
I'm hip hop Jeter
And I'm still my pockets
Big and its knocking
Yeah be that remix
But still ride around that rocket
Nigga walking to my household
"We The best" be logo
Hundred grand for neck glow
All about the
flow so retarded
We be gnarly
Oh Kimosabe, it be me, Ross, Wheezy 'cause its the

old shit, just a different day
Out here tryna get it (get it), and every way (way)
Momma a house (house)
Baby need shoes (shoes)
Times are getting (hard)
what I'ma do
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
mouths don't get fed on this boulevard

Twenty fours on my
You never know I slide up
Nineteen in my nina, red dot when I up
Hundred deep in that
King of that's me nigga
No you can't hit my beat
only thing free niggas
Step to me and I you
text his picture
Straight drop in my
Ace my speakers
Last night I one mill
morning, one fifty
Pussy can't count me out,
Don't me hurt ya feelings, ah
V bugiddy jet blue, forget it
Rolex embedded with and baguettes
old brick, but's it's different yay
Yeah that's paint, on my seven Tre

Same old shit, a different day
Out here tryna get it (get it), each and way (way)
Momma a house (house)
need some shoes (shoes)
Times are hard (hard)
Guess we gonna do
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Closed don't get fed on this boulevard

OK, now, black in my pocket
Riding round in that
off my boxers
I got time to be boxing
Got a red bone she look
If she fuck me right she shopping
money we poppin'
I eat rappers, Anthony Hopkins
See that V-neck, Polo
Grilled up Ocho
Chuck Taylors with no
You chicken, po' yo
Nigga live in Sundays, King of Monday
Swagger just dumb, it Kelly Bundy
Got a big house a back yard, fish tank with sharks in it
Real nigga I'm
I'll the bitches 'til she short winded
Got a bad who be bar tending
Couple homies that bang
I get on anybody track and hit that bitch with Wayne train
Free my T.I
to the beehive
Got a G six and a G
You pussy niggas you
Don't stop the party, we be gnarly
Woh kimosabe, I'm with Mack, and Marley

Cause its the same old shit, a different day
Out tryna get it, each and every way
Momma need a house, baby some shoes
They want that Four, bitch, it's coming soon

Same old shit, a different day
Out tryna get it (get it), each and every way (way)
need a house (house)
Baby need some (shoes)
Times are getting (hard)
Guess what I'ma do (do)
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
mouths don't get fed on this boulevard