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 tryna get it (get it), each and every way (way)
need a house (house)
Baby need some (shoes)
Times are hard (hard)
Guess I'ma do (what's that?)
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Closed mouths don't get fed on boulevard

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

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

Twenty fours on my
You never when I slide up
in my nina, red dot when 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 text his
Straight in my pika
Ace my speakers
Last night I counted one
morning, one fifty
Pussy can't count me out,
Don't make me ya feelings, ah
V twelve bugiddy jet blue, it
Rolex embedded with princess and
Same old brick, it's different yay
Yeah candy 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)
what we gonna do
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Closed mouths get fed on this boulevard

OK, now, black in my pocket
round in that 'Gatti
Pistol off my
I got time to be boxing
Got a red she look tropic
If she fuck me then she shopping
Young money we
I eat these rappers, Hopkins
See that V-neck, that's
up like Ocho
Chuck Taylors no socks
You chicken, po' yo
live in Sundays, King of Diamonds Monday
Swagger just dumb, it Kelly Bundy
Got a big house with a yard, fish tank with sharks in it
nigga I'm authentic
I'll fuck the bitches 'til she winded
Got a bad who be bar tending
Couple homies that gang
I get on track and hit that bitch with that Wayne train
Free my T.I
to the beehive
Got a G six and a G
You pussy you feline
Don't stop the party, we be gnarly
Woh kimosabe, I'm with Mack, Fucus and

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

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