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 sticky icky limes

If you lookin' for me, I ain't 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 green limes

I got paper in them 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 them haters on my back, so I be up

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

Off top, I'm well respected on many
So I'm hundreds and smashin' cocks
Knockin' these up out they socks
I'm in the hood wig shops, look close, I ain't hard to spot
I'm right there at gamblin' spot, stackin' up a fat not

So if you lookin' for me, I ain't hard to
I'll be right there, 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 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 green limes

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

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

Weed cigars and rolls, pints a bar and kushy dro
Dime collector outside the in candy toy with the trunk exposed
Swishahouse, baby, that's my crew, wit us or you'll get ran through
We loved by few and still true, let me tell 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 in my lap at all times
And a bag of icky green limes

If you for me, I ain't 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

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

My flow is outta sight but boys 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 nights with in hand
'Cause now a days them jackass
turn friends to foes, I'm packin' glocks around the clock
Stackin' nots and hoes, chasin' paper and ridin' vogues
Get that dough without the po's on five nine O

So if you for me, I ain't 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

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 green limes