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), each and way (way)
need a house (house)
Baby need some (shoes)
Times are getting (hard)
what I'ma do (what's that?)
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Closed mouths don't get fed on boulevard

Okay, I'm out until August
Show deposits
See the shit I cop it
Got but a house in my pocket
I'm on south with the top off
Bad and her ass soft
Something that catalog
She introduced to lock jaw
And I think her was Lisa
Or maybe it was
My Chevy too high
I call that Wiz
And I'm all them Franklins
talkin' Aretha
Bitch my league too
I'm hip hop Jeter
And I'm still my pockets
Big bass and its
Yeah this be remix
But still ride around with rocket
Nigga walking back to my
"We The best" be logo
Hundred grand for that neck
All about the
Nigga so retarded
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 need a (house)
Baby some shoes (shoes)
Times are getting (hard)
Guess what do
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Hustle, hustle, hustle,
Closed mouths get fed on this boulevard

fours on my Beemer
You know when I slide up
Nineteen in my nina, red dot I ride up
Hundred in that K-O-D
King of Diamonds me nigga
No you bitches can't hit my
Choppers only thing niggas
to me and I teach you
Somebody text his
drop in my pika
Ace knocking my
Last night I one mill
morning, one fifty
Pussy niggas can't me out,
Don't make me ya feelings, ah
V twelve bugiddy jet blue, it
Rolex with princess and baguettes
Same old brick, it's different yay
that's candy paint, on my seven Tre

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

OK, now, card in my pocket
Riding in that 'Gatti
Pistol off my
I ain't got to be boxing
Got a red she look tropic
If she fuck me right then she
Young money we
I eat rappers, Anthony Hopkins
See that V-neck, Polo
Grilled up like
Taylors with no socks
You chicken, po' yo
live in Sundays, King of Diamonds Monday
Swagger just dumb, it Kelly Bundy
Got a big house with a back yard, fish tank with in it
Real I'm authentic
I'll fuck the 'til she short winded
Got a bad who be bar tending
Couple homies gang bang
I get on anybody track and hit that with that Wayne train
Free my T.I
to the beehive
Got a G six and a G
You niggas you feline
stop the party, we be getting gnarly
Woh kimosabe, I'm with Mack, and Marley

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

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