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 some (shoes)
are getting hard (hard)
Guess 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
money deposits
See the shit I cop it
Got but a note in my pocket
I'm on beach with the top off
Bad bitch and her ass
outta that catalog
She introduced to lock jaw
And I her name was Lisa
Or maybe it was
My sittin' too high
I call that Wiz
And I'm all them Franklins
Ain't Aretha
Bitch my too major
I'm hip hop Derek
And I'm still feeling my
Big bass and its
Yeah this be that
But still ride around with that
walking back to my household
"We The best" be that
grand for that neck glow
All the dinero
Nigga so retarded
We be gnarly
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 need a (house)
Baby need shoes (shoes)
Times are hard (hard)
Guess I'ma do
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Closed don't get fed on this boulevard

Twenty fours on my
You never know when I up
Nineteen in my nina, red dot when I up
Hundred deep in that
of Diamonds that's me nigga
No you bitches can't hit my
Choppers only thing free
Step to me and I you
Somebody text his
Straight in my pika
Ace my speakers
Last I counted one mill
This morning, one
Pussy can't count me out,
make me hurt ya feelings, ah
V twelve jet blue, forget it
Rolex embedded princess and baguettes
Same old brick, but's it's yay
Yeah candy paint, on my seven Tre

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

OK, now, card in my pocket
round in that 'Gatti
Pistol off my
I ain't got to be boxing
Got a red bone she look
If she fuck me right then she
Young we poppin'
I eat rappers, Anthony Hopkins
See V-neck, that's Polo
up like Ocho
Chuck with no socks
You chicken, po' yo
Nigga live in Sundays, of Diamonds Monday
Swagger dumb, call 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 she short winded
Got a bad bitch who be bar
homies that gang bang
I get on anybody 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 getting
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, need some shoes
They want that Carter Four, bitch, it's soon

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