Luyện nghe bài hát Hustle Hard Remix

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 need a (house)
Baby some shoes (shoes)
Times are getting (hard)
Guess what do (what's that?)
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Closed don't get fed on this boulevard

Okay, I'm booked out August
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
Something outta that
She to that lock jaw
And I think her was Lisa
Or it was Sheila
My sittin' too high
I call Wiz Khalifa
And I'm all them Franklins
Ain't talkin'
Bitch my league too
I'm hip hop Jeter
And I'm feeling my pockets
Big and its knocking
Yeah be that remix
But still ride around with that
walking back to my household
"We The best" be logo
Hundred grand for neck glow
All about the
Nigga flow so
We be gnarly
Oh Kimosabe, it be me, Ross, Wheezy 'cause its the

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

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

Same old shit, a different day
Out here tryna get it (get it), and every way (way)
need a house (house)
Baby need some (shoes)
are getting 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 ain't got to be boxing
Got a red bone she look
If she fuck me right she shopping
money we poppin'
I eat rappers, Anthony Hopkins
See that V-neck, that's
Grilled up Ocho
Chuck Taylors no socks
You chicken, po' yo
Nigga in Sundays, King of Diamonds Monday
just dumb, call it Kelly Bundy
Got a big house with a back yard, fish tank with in it
Real nigga I'm
I'll fuck the 'til she short winded
Got a bad bitch who be bar
homies that gang bang
I get on anybody track and hit that bitch with Wayne train
my nigga T.I
SooWoo to the
Got a G six and a G
You pussy niggas you
stop the party, we be getting gnarly
Woh kimosabe, I'm with Mack, Fucus and

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

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 hard (hard)
Guess what gonna do (do)
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Closed mouths don't get fed on this