Luyện nghe bài hát I Ain't Hard To Find

If you lookin' for me, I ain't to find
be right there, posted on that 5 9
I got a in my lap at all times
And a bag of icky green limes

If you lookin' for me, I ain't hard to
I'll be right there, posted on 5 9
I got a in my lap at all times
And a bag of sticky icky limes

I got that paper in them bands, stacked up
And I got somethin' hidden in the stash, up
If you see purple in my cup, mean I'm leanin' tough
I got them haters on my back, so I be up

I'm in a league of my own while them haters stones
But my on cash, I'm in the zone
I'm grippin' wood and chrome
I'm well known, my is rocky like Stallone
is where I roam, the champ is here and there is no clone

Off top, I'm well respected on blocks
So I'm pullin' hundreds and smashin'
these broads up out they socks
I'm in the hood like wig shops, close, I ain't hard to spot
I'm right at that gamblin' spot, stackin' up a fat not

So if you lookin' for me, I hard to find
I'll be right there, posted on 5 9
I got a burner in my lap at all
And a bag of sticky green limes

If you lookin' for me, I ain't hard to
be right there, posted on that 5 9
I got a burner in my lap at all
And a bag of sticky icky limes

I'm a block burner like Lil' Wayne, the game like King James
The turner like Slim Thug Chain
I'm bangin' hooks Sugar Shane
I'm thowed off Major Payne, talkin' shit like Brother Lane
These boys talkin' on the name
But they all washed up like Kane

The slab roof like David Blaine, it disappear magic
Glock nineteen, made of plastic, might stretch ya out just like
I stay up on my toes till the day my casket close
and fine hoes, fancy cars and starched clothes

Weed cigars and rolls, pints a bar and kushy dro
Dime collector the club in candy toy with the trunk exposed
Swishahouse, baby, that's my crew, roll wit us or get ran through
We loved by few and still true, let me y'all just what it do

So if you lookin' for me, I ain't to find
I'll be there, posted on that 5 9
I got a burner in my lap at all
And a bag of icky green limes

If you lookin' for me, I hard to find
I'll be there, posted on that 5 9
I got a burner in my lap at all
And a bag of sticky icky limes

hustle time, Texas, I do this for the streets
Grindin' with no sleep that paper what I seek
hatin' need to cease, I'm evadin' the police
And I been hustlin' since Hulk body slammed that Iron Sheek

My flow is outta sight but them boys is all
They can't see me up on that mic, so they be hatin' me outta
Some potent purple Sprite, I done paid my
I hear the survive but the weak end up on Fox News

Sleepless nights with burner in
'Cause now a days them plot
Jealousy turn friends to foes, I'm packin' glocks around the
Stackin' nots and mackin' hoes, chasin' paper and vogues
Get that dough without the on five nine double O

So if you lookin' for me, I hard to find
I'll be right there, posted on 5 9
I got a in my lap at all times
And a bag of sticky icky limes

If you lookin' for me, I ain't hard to
I'll be right there, posted on 5 9
I got a burner in my lap at all
And a bag of icky green limes