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)
Momma a house (house)
need some shoes (shoes)
Times are hard (hard)
Guess what 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 until
money deposits
See the then I cop it
Got but a house in my pocket
I'm on beach with the top off
Bad and her ass soft
Something outta that
She introduced to lock jaw
And I think her was Lisa
Or maybe it was
My Chevy sittin' too
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 be that remix
But still ride around that rocket
Nigga walking to my household
"We The best" be logo
grand for that neck glow
All the dinero
Nigga flow so
We be getting
Oh Kimosabe, it be me, Ross, party 'cause its the

Same old shit, a different day
Out here get it (get it), each 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,
Closed mouths get fed on this boulevard

fours on my Beemer
You never know I slide up
Nineteen in my nina, red dot when I up
Hundred in that K-O-D
King of that's me nigga
No you bitches can't hit my
only thing free niggas
Step to me and I you
text his picture
Straight drop in my
Ace my speakers
night I counted one mill
This morning, one
Pussy niggas can't me out,
make me hurt ya feelings, ah
V twelve jet blue, forget it
Rolex embedded princess and baguettes
old brick, but's it's different yay
Yeah candy paint, on my seven Tre

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)
Guess what we do
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
mouths don't get fed on this boulevard

OK, now, black card in my
Riding round in that
off my boxers
I got time to be boxing
Got a red she look tropic
If she fuck me then she shopping
Young we poppin'
I eat these rappers, Anthony
See V-neck, that's Polo
Grilled up Ocho
Chuck Taylors no socks
You chicken, po' yo
Nigga in Sundays, King of Diamonds Monday
Swagger just dumb, call it Bundy
Got a big with a back yard, fish tank with sharks in it
nigga I'm authentic
I'll 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 with Mack, and Marley

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

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