Luyện nghe bài hát Hustle Hard

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

Same old shit, a different day
Out tryna 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 mouths don't get fed on this

Okay, I'm booked out until
Show deposits
See the shit I cop it
Got but a house in my pocket
I'm on beach with the top off
Bad bitch and her ass
outta that catalog
She to that lock jaw
And I her name was Lisa
Or it was Sheila
My Chevy too high
I that Wiz Khalifa
And I'm all them Franklins
talkin' Aretha
Bitch my league too
I'm hip hop Derek
And I'm feeling my pockets
Big and its knocking
Yeah this be that
But still ride with that rocket
Nigga walking back to my
"We The best" be logo
Hundred grand for neck glow
All the dinero
Nigga so retarded
We be gnarly
Oh Kimosabe, it be me, Ross, Wheezy party its the

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

fours on my Beemer
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 can't hit my beat
Choppers only thing niggas
to me and I teach you
Somebody text his
Straight in my pika
Ace knocking my
Last night I one mill
morning, one fifty
Pussy niggas count me out,
Don't make me ya feelings, ah
V twelve 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 tryna get it (get it), each and every way (way)
Momma need a (house)
need some shoes (shoes)
Times are getting (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 in my pocket
Riding round in 'Gatti
off my boxers
I ain't got time to be
Got a red bone she tropic
If she me right then she shopping
money we poppin'
I eat rappers, Anthony Hopkins
See V-neck, that's Polo
Grilled up like
Taylors with no socks
You chicken, po' yo
Nigga live in Sundays, King of Diamonds
Swagger just dumb, call it 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
Couple homies gang 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 gnarly
Woh kimosabe, I'm with Mack, Fucus and

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

Same old shit, just a day
Out here tryna get it (get it), each and way (way)
Momma a house (house)
Baby some shoes (shoes)
Times are 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