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)
need a house (house)
Baby need shoes (shoes)
are getting hard (hard)
Guess I'ma do (what's that?)
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Closed mouths get fed on this boulevard

Okay, I'm booked out August
Show money
See the then I cop it
Got but a house in my pocket
I'm on south beach the top off
Bad bitch and her ass
Something that catalog
She to that lock jaw
And I her name was Lisa
Or it was Sheila
My Chevy sittin' too
I that Wiz Khalifa
And I'm all about them
Ain't talkin'
my league too major
I'm hip hop Jeter
And I'm still feeling my
Big bass and its
Yeah be that remix
But still ride around that rocket
Nigga walking to my household
"We The best" be that
grand for that neck glow
All about the
Nigga so retarded
We be getting
Oh Kimosabe, it be me, Ross, party 'cause its the

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

Twenty on my Beemer
You never when I slide up
Nineteen in my nina, red dot I ride up
Hundred in that K-O-D
King of Diamonds me nigga
No you bitches hit my beat
Choppers only free niggas
to me and I teach you
Somebody his picture
Straight drop in my
Ace my speakers
Last night I counted one
This morning, one
niggas can't 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
Yeah that's candy paint, on my Tre

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

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

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

old shit, just a different day
Out here tryna get it (get it), 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