Luyện nghe bài hát Hustle Hard

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

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

Okay, I'm out until August
Show deposits
See the then I cop it
Got but a note in my pocket
I'm on south with the top off
Bad bitch and her ass
Something that catalog
She to that lock jaw
And I think her was Lisa
Or maybe it was
My sittin' too high
I call that Wiz
And I'm all about them
talkin' Aretha
Bitch my too major
I'm hip hop Jeter
And I'm still feeling my
Big and its knocking
Yeah this be that
But still ride with that rocket
Nigga back to my household
"We The best" be logo
Hundred grand for neck glow
All about the
Nigga so retarded
We be getting
Oh Kimosabe, it be me, Ross, party 'cause its the

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

fours on my Beemer
You never know when I up
Nineteen in my nina, red dot when I up
Hundred deep in K-O-D
of Diamonds that's me nigga
No you can't hit my beat
Choppers only thing niggas
to me and I teach you
Somebody his picture
Straight in my pika
Ace my speakers
Last night I counted one
morning, one fifty
Pussy niggas count me out,
Don't make me ya feelings, ah
V bugiddy jet blue, forget it
embedded with princess and baguettes
Same old brick, but's it's yay
that's candy paint, on my seven Tre

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

OK, now, black card in my
round in that 'Gatti
Pistol off my
I got time to be boxing
Got a red she look tropic
If she me right then she shopping
Young we poppin'
I eat these rappers, Anthony
See that V-neck, Polo
up like Ocho
Chuck Taylors with no
You chicken, po' yo
live in Sundays, King of Diamonds Monday
Swagger just dumb, it Kelly Bundy
Got a big house with a back yard, fish tank sharks in it
Real I'm authentic
fuck the bitches 'til she short winded
Got a bad bitch who be bar
Couple homies that bang
I get on anybody track and hit that bitch with that train
my nigga T.I
SooWoo to the
Got a G six and a G
You niggas you feline
Don't stop the party, we be getting
Woh kimosabe, I'm Mack, Fucus and Marley

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

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