Luyện nghe bài hát I Ain't Hard To Find

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

If you lookin' for me, I ain't to find
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 got that paper in rubber 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 haters on my back, so I be strapped up

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

So if you lookin' for me, I ain't to find
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

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

It's hustle time, Texas, I do for the streets
Grindin' with no sleep because that what I seek
That hatin' to cease, I'm evadin' the police
And I been hustlin' since Hogan body slammed that Iron Sheek

My flow is outta sight but them is all hype
They see me up on that mic, so they be hatin' me outta spite
Some potent purple Sprite, I done my dues
I the strong survive but the weak end up on Fox News

Sleepless with burner in hand
'Cause now a them jackass plot
Jealousy turn friends to foes, I'm packin' around the clock
Stackin' nots and mackin' hoes, chasin' and ridin' vogues
Get that dough the po's on five nine double O

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