Luyện nghe bài hát Hustle Hard Remix

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

Same old shit, just a day
Out here tryna get it (get it), and every way (way)
need a house (house)
Baby need some (shoes)
Times are getting (hard)
Guess I'ma 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
Show money
See the then I cop it
Got but a note 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 too high
I that Wiz Khalifa
And I'm all about them
Ain't talkin'
my league too major
I'm hip hop Jeter
And I'm feeling my pockets
Big and its knocking
this be that remix
But ride around with that rocket
walking back to my household
"We The best" be that
Hundred grand for that glow
All the dinero
flow so retarded
We be gnarly
Oh Kimosabe, it be me, Ross, Wheezy 'cause its the

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

fours on my Beemer
You know when I slide up
Nineteen in my nina, red dot when I up
deep in that K-O-D
King of that's me nigga
No you bitches can't hit my
Choppers only free niggas
to me and I teach you
Somebody his picture
drop in my pika
Ace my speakers
Last I counted one mill
This morning, one
Pussy niggas count me out,
make me hurt ya feelings, ah
V twelve bugiddy jet blue, it
Rolex embedded princess and baguettes
Same old brick, but's it's yay
Yeah candy paint, on my seven Tre

old shit, just a different day
Out tryna get it (get it), each 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,
Closed don't get fed on this boulevard

OK, now, card in my pocket
round in that 'Gatti
Pistol off my
I ain't got time to be
Got a red bone she look
If she me right then she shopping
money we poppin'
I eat rappers, Anthony Hopkins
See that V-neck, Polo
Grilled up like
Chuck with no socks
You chicken, po' yo
Nigga live in Sundays, of Diamonds Monday
Swagger dumb, call it Kelly Bundy
Got a big with a back yard, fish tank with sharks in it
nigga I'm authentic
I'll fuck the bitches she short winded
Got a bad who be bar tending
homies that gang bang
I get on anybody track and hit that bitch that Wayne train
my nigga T.I
SooWoo to the
Got a G six and a G
You pussy niggas you
Don't stop the party, we be gnarly
Woh kimosabe, I'm Mack, Fucus and Marley

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

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