Luyện nghe bài hát Hustlin

[Verse 1: YFN
I was down, shit was
Nigga say he got them bags, but shit hot, yeah
All we is lay 'em down, yeah we gon' plot
And if in there we gon' go in a nigga's spot
Uh, out that bando, we was grindin' for sure
My workin' that stick, they keep on swangin' that door
My partner just caught a five he got caught with that pole
Got to keep your mouth shut and play the how it go, yeah
Hustlin', yeah we were
Nigga get out of line, hell we gon' bust him
that be talkin' behind your back, you can't trust 'em
And two words to a snitch nigga, motherfuck 'em,
Makin' plays like I'm in the NBA, in and out of
Tryna feed my and beat a case
My lil partner got that iron on him, to catch a case
Sippin' 'round, pourin' nines, fuck a we need a case, yeah hey

[Chorus: YFN
Hustlin', day we hustlin'
Got to the fam so every day we hustlin'
Yeah you we hustlin'
day we hustlin'
Tryna get an M so day we hustlin', hey yeah
Slangin' out that bando, we was for sure, yeah
Hustlin' every day, we get a bankroll, yeah
you see me you know I'm tryna get more
Got to hustle, stack that paper, yeah that's the way it goes,

[Verse 2: Scooter]
Three sixty-five means we grind all year
You see this Rolex 'round my wrist, bitch I shine all
I'm the King so I get jugg man of the year
I was locked up, juggin' out my cell for
Working out that condo, we was jugging for
Bust down a thousand pounds, sweep pounds off the floor
Still got that ninety-seven Acura, with a spot in the
I'm 'bout these bricks for life just like that boy Lo (L-O)
A lot of jugg but they can't jugg like this
I got collard greens and I got all fish
And I don't need a ho 'cause I buy your bitch
It take a real nigga to a life like this

YFN Lucci]
Hustlin', every day we
Got to feed the fam so every day we
Yeah you know we
Every day we
Tryna get an M so day we hustlin', hey yeah
Slangin' out that bando, we was for sure, yeah
Hustlin' every day, we tryna get a bankroll,
Everytime you see me you know I'm get more
Got to hustle, stack that paper, yeah the way it goes, yeah

3: Meek Mill]
Trappin' out the bando, shot extendo
Pop the cartridge in like we playin'
Put some paper on 'em, make them get low
Shootin' and they tellin', that's them M-O, ho!
Remember nights, where was they plannin' them nights?
my nigga, all we had dinner was rice
We was gettin' it right
Out on that corner then they ran up on us we tryna win win win
We a new case and get back out of jail and we do it again-gain-gain
Four on a baby, that one twenty-five, feel like McGrady and we let 'em fly
Maybe I'm wrong, I pray that we kill 'em and we die
Be with some niggas that stand up, they only get down on their just to pray to Allah
We the type [?] of them niggas to spray all them niggas like and go to Dubai
You know that on, nigga we

[Chorus: YFN
Hustlin', day we hustlin'
Got to feed the fam so every day we
Yeah you know we
day we hustlin'
Tryna get an M so day we hustlin', hey yeah
Slangin' out that bando, we was grindin' for sure,
every day, we tryna get a bankroll, yeah
Everytime you see me you I'm tryna get more
Got to hustle, that paper, yeah that's the way it goes, yeah